.transient street art.existential poetry.gleamy eyed travelings.lover to all things.
Sunday, 11 November 2012
the sun has no steeple in this day and age
those mysteries locked inside are eager for the peel away
call upon the harvest of flourished hybrid seeds
in which centuries ago were planted ever so intently.
Victoria, British Columbia, Canada
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