lost in confusion

Fingers cling to logic as the mind tries to piece together some semblance of cohesion amidst the darkness of oppression and breaks the pattern of grey with one tiny cell of blue sky hope.


Surrounded by opulence, perspective askew, pizza box living room with makeshift television scene, reminds of the homeless who live within walls.


Thin layers of creek caress the face of the stone and make spirits in the swirls of shapes.


When snowflakes reintegrate with the cycle of individual to whole and back again the resulting confusion like a profusion of symbols written in ancient script indecipherable to the educated on fractions mind trying to put together a comprehensive assessment of the presentation of the structure as example of the behaviour required to remain an integral part of the complicated collection when even resurrection is predictable and final