sunlight and shadows

Once a door provided access to what is now behind the facade of stone designed to protect the heart from anyone who may ask.


Separated by designation the line wavers between expected and not, when in essence both windows are the same.


Somewhere within the implied confusion of intersecting lines is the explanation for the sudden fluctuation in the straight line the shadow tries to draw.


In the confusion of the curved reflections I was drawn to the window. After, I discovered bob lingering and a tiny little flag. I miss bob. Thank You!


Like a creature crawls from the sublime, it is only the after slime air makes when it eats the metallic sandwich.


Like time designed within the circular lines and now the rusty indicator seeps colour into the frozen moment slightly off the mark.


Elevated to a point where a shadow falls across the angular lines of a landscape streaked by sunlight.