experiential_bliss zeke everywhere. i see brownian dust sparkles ice rhymes on street side puddles layers of torn poster graphics compose one another trees grown through sidewalk cracks in chain link wastes the curve of arms in the aisle of a njt commuter train the color of twilight summer green and asphalt just before darkness falls everywhere 050930 ... mon . 051007 ... () () 051007 ... () ( benches in a line are twisting under the light from the winter sun as i walk near and now less near and stone octagons flatten all except trees in the bird swept open to all passers on the way home and stops. ) 061212 what's it to you? who go blather from