Sunday, January 22, 2012

bright ice lights

"...watched by empty
silhouettes
who close their eyes but still can see
no one taught them etiquette
i will
show another me
today I don't need a replacement
i'll tell them what the smile on my face
meant..."
-peter gabriel



i was taking out the trash... a sunday night ritual - and noticed that my whole part of the neighborhood was lit up. it's usually kinda dark. seems the mist off the melting snow meeting up with the lazy drizzle was leaving the light with nowhere to hide.


so. church street. looking westnorthwestward

copyright juneplastic/george green

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