pestling the unalterable


whey of words
whey of words
terrified again
terrified again
of not loving (Samuel Beckett)
of not loving (Samuel Beckett)

2 responses to “pestling the unalterable”

  1. very cool! You’re pretty darn artsy there man! I think I like the middle one the best…. it reminds me of a picture my Dad took …..a close up of thistles….that were past flower and dried……my Dad did photography as a hobby and really loved it. We had a dark-room in our basement for a time.

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