Lightbulb, Wagon.

I. a lightbulb lit burned dimly from the shed ceiling flickering and littering glimmer barely penetrating through a crowd of gloom how the static obfuscated our surroundings these foibles knit us but sometimes they betray us II. just a lone wagon with a crooked wheel rolling on the freeway up and down a roller coaster… Continue reading Lightbulb, Wagon.