Write me your empty thoughts on a piece of passing wave mail it to the milkman pass it down generations down time’s empty drain . . hear! hear! the parliament has spoken every single shade of pale is a farce your fears are a farce your demons are illusory beings of cowardice of miscalculated decisions mistakes filling burning carts rolled down diagonal hills misspelled spells crying off ears broken bells.. don’t worry old master you are only going insane . . ship your empty thoughts on a passing fading wave.
Image caption: 35mm. Eystrup, Bremen, 2018