Standing at a wall
face against the brick
dying leaves
Leather couch, hard candy
26th Street traffic
rain clouds
Riptide on the radio
St. Augustine grass
balloons blowing west
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About Me
- Bob
- (Sorry for referring to myself in the third person. I won't do it again. I promise.) A lifelong resident of South Florida, Bob apologizes in advance for obscure (and not so oscure) references, citing the excuse that he read books as a youth instead of being in back alleys and pool halls like he should have been. A former communist, Bob delights in reminding his friends that his name is a verb as well as a noun.
3 comments:
Sounds like a typical thursday morning for me.
It's about being stuck, doing something about it, and moving on.
Wow, I like that.
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