Location and times- what is it in me that meets them all,
whenever and wherever, and makes me at home?
Forms, colors, densities, odors- what is it in me that corresponds with them?
-Walt Whitman
Location , always changing.
consistency? never .
here, there, yonder.
Time, never enough.
she doesn't stop.
but no one ceases chasing.
I wake up,
realizing that my little escape from reality,
is gone.
My location has changed.
Time is ticking.
some film from my trip
No comments:
Post a Comment