Out of a poets window slippers dry on the line. Eyes open on the morning after love in the eighties. enjoy pjc
Not in Hot Water
Walking Out of the Frame
I used to wander this path back and forth to coffee, now I wander through an abstract studio cluttered with images of forgotten thoughts. What I’m looking for I’m not sure but if it is here it won’t be found. Over 140 characters nuff said. pjc
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