Wednesday, August 24, 2011

The more unintelligent a man is, the less mysterious existence seems to him.


Some of these bricks seem out of place, and anyway, where are the windows? King Street, Sandy Bay. August 2011.

"tired" ... always.

"yours" ... mine.

"owner" ... lender.

"bank" ... blood.

"donate" ... beg.

"forgive" ... forget.

"past" ... history.

"time" ... lost.

"loose" ... women.

"evil" ... men.

2 comments:

Roddy said...

Is there an outlook? If not then windows are unnecessary.

Kris said...

There is always something.