Monday, August 05, 2019

From Picture to Page: Lone Soul

The commuters cleared out of this area moments before I took the shot. I try my hand at crowd shots a lot, but one turning out like this made me smile. 




Lone Soul

Be the cog
smuggling wrenches
to throw inside

or the bit
in the blood
to clot the leg,

the antibody
to shut the body
down one day.

The system is us,
a stricken structure
somehow running.

Become your
own cell
and break us out.

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