There is safety in apart-ment living;would corral the little ones, declareresponsibility, obligations as a maskfor this self-banishing compulsion… except that I am lying prone, exposed –brains spilling onto concrete – shadowsrevealing the darkness of my condition,hopelessly locked in physical inertia. I am an unwitting contributor toscientific (and pseudo) probing:audacious autopsies pronouncingconclusive evidence of motives. Too […]
Not programmed to comply –cannot tolerate oppression:a pressure cookerready to explode Do-gooders sit upstraight and smileencouragement:I slouch defiance Don’t ask me to respectthat which is disrespectful –my fuse is shortof that I’m certain Don’t slot me;leave me –creative inspirationis not lacking here I’m a free agenta incorrigible scamp –authority doesn’t scare me’cause I’m beyond control. […]
Every child bears the sparkof eternity’s promise…Where’s the threat in that? What mechanism of hateequates slaughterof innocents with justice? This is society’s bane –the unconscionable policiesof greed lacking accountability (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)
One Woman's Quest II 
The look in eyes of that bull is saying a lot about the close enough theme 😀
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Lol. Exactly!
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I call the little ones bobble heads!
Great picture!
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Thank you!
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Your poetry is beautiful!
I will enjoy following you 😊
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Thanks so much!
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Great shots! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks.
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Two very cool close ups for this week. 😀
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Thanks Cee
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I don’t think Mr. Buffalo was quite ready for his close-up . . .
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Ha ha. That fence looked far too flimsy for me to stick around.
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I hear that!! 😀
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