Gray morning on my porch
Sipping diet coke, actually writing the old fashion way, scratching pen to paper, a little thumb typing here while trying to get myself to pick up and read my post modernism art text in prep for a lecture I am responsible for this friday, but instead i am watching birds in the low hung thick sky flitting about before the rains fall.
—
It started and stopped quickly enough though I don’t think it’s done.
Location:Capitol St,Houston,United States