You land where you land and then you go for it. The bottom half of you, the part that keeps you grounded, keeps you moving, gets you (to) what you need, takes root. The top half reaches – up, out, over – seeker of sun, light, air, wind, companionship. The whole while, vulnerable, stuck, in the wrong place, uninvited, mismatched, infiltrator, you dig in, hang on, hope for the best. You're here, and that's something. Right here.
Commerce.
Juxtapose. Juxtaposition. Justaposition. Commerce. Commerposition. Wetshop. Floralarrangewagon. Metal and steel. Metal and steal. Wetpetals. Wetpedal. Pedalling Purple. Purple and silver. Purple and green. Purple is gold. Grid. Gridded. Gridded abyss. Commerceabyss. Commerce. Not edible. 'Nedible. The jagged edge of patience
The jagged edge of patience The jagged edge of patience Hangs by a thread Tenacuous is not a word but should be What happens
(tear here) to Jasmine (no sugar added) and all her (100% juice) friends (collect them all) once the juice is gone? I snapped the photo outside the restaurant, after a good meal. Some light remained in the overcast sky. It's only now, several days later, that I take the time to look more carefully and more slowly at the little statue. The gnome holds onto the unicorn's mane not tightly but with trust and assurance. His free hand points onward, upward, echoing the horn. His beard echoes the white mane. Their dark eyes are lively and alert. Mushroom, grass, an old stump. Silver hooves, grey boots, a wonderful black-red cap, and we're off to save the world. Anything is possible, don't you think?
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