Impermanence/Route 40


The first ending. And knowing it would end
I wanted another. Lover, summer,
pen with which to write it all down.
The first disappointment. Which is not
remembered but lives in the body.
And how familiar it became …Dimitrov

Meditation

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This was not taken on the streets, nor is it an image that I usually,post, but the hands and the deep blacks made a deep impression on me.