Random releases of various artistic, occasionaly intellectual, reactionary expressions of a madman losing hold of reality and the world surrounding.
life commentary, poetry, personal writings and photograpy
In line at the drive thru
A bird lands gently on my rear view mirror just outside my open window. Less than a foot apart, our eyes meet. "hello, little bird. Is every little thing gunna be alright?". Bird promptly shits and flys away.
