built vast spans. asked,
are we
a
blue
hint
upon which
our
own
imagination
solves
us
?
artist learn idol travel in vessel down emotion. attitudes afford us veils to sheath our angst blotch.
upon a maiden approach, of a bridge of chain or trestle, reservations will be held.
while crossing a trestle bridge, one’s stride, whether deliberate or not, will be of oscillating cadence.
The Realm 