I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Friday, October 28, 2016

Scenes from a Commute


Sunrise from the opposite side. If you're in NE Ohio I hope you enjoyed this past week when going outside, cause I think that was Peak Leaf Peeping.

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