Hey guys, bloopers are back in check, my internet is working again! So, as promised, here is the first of new media poetic excursions. Not seen for several months, let's all bow before the return of the picture poem! Yes! This one focuses on windows. The actual text poem is pasted at the bottom of the pictures. Yeah! Sequential poetic pictures! Enjoy, you Boho Cocos you.


















text poem:
revolving doors
concrete
tooth white
high beams
a
taxi cab
girl
dreams
radio waves
tar
lane
speed
glass
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3 comments:
sometimes Words r too discribing
Alas, poor Austin. I knew her, Horatio.
goddammit, brilliant.
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