a bug will come

Appearing as the solitary representation on this day of the brilliance of sunlight, whether it shines or not.


Like a hitchhiker hanging on by, not hope, absolute conviction, that eventually a bug will come.


Returning to the scene of the sublime, it was impossible to decipher what the code was, which if anyone cared to observe, had already been pointed out.


Without visual confirmation the alignment of the frame based on practice and the release of the shutter blessed by luck grabbed two heads when put together can get pretty scary!


There is a point in time where new meets old and one has to give way to the other.