how ’bout them apples?
nearsighted
what we could not see,
what we failed to comprehend,
was everything.
monument
keeping tabs
look out

here, we have no need for mirrors;
we are not the introspectors -
only those with fault need bother.
we change the rules, make others follow.
photo: Chuckumentary
homecomings
weak apology
to the bug I crushed:
it was nothing personal,
just a cruel reflex.
photo: the flat character






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