8/30/19

These Fallen Scenes


Giraffes tolerating nothing.
La Juan in 82.

A safari in here.
A stampede.

If only the zebras would move along.
Graze in another field.

Find another plain.
Our drive is solitary.

The air is thin.
Not as thick and heavy.

The romance dresses.
Like a tease.

Red hats and lace.
These fallen scenes.

Our Party

The local scene is the epicenter of the edge of the thing.  My county over country approach is now active and in constant alert status.  To ...