I wish I were somewhere else.
Observable madness of the interconnected
Friday, March 11, 2005
Snapshot
Alone in the sun as the rivers roiling waters churn,
seagulls circling over white caps breaking the surface
on the pier some fish for sport
here in the car I sit, listening to the radio and having my lunch.
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