one of the slides I shot for my photo class. exposure something like ten seconds."the faint cry of freeway like that of sickly lungs expelling final wheezes of suffering before deflating at last in the presence of cold death...the rainbow that streaks across the night sky bears no witness but assembles regardless, illumined by moons & smaller satellites no less bright...must have been the eye of death to peer upon the living, communicating their will to the slumbering Grave Diggers"
I miss him. in a lazy way.
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