posting a message used to mean that a staple is all that would last
to build the future we first make a mess worse than what’s being replaced
we cease to notice when temporary fences become permanent
the scariest path that we can walk is in our imagination
when something is found we instinctively try to write its backstory
when two of the same stand together and react differences show
sometimes we don’t know what we are getting into until it’s too late
the water droplet released in the fountain’s spray spent weeks in a pipe
it’s called the dog days of summer, when the shade tree is most inviting
good art shows you the obvious, but always leaves room for surprise
uptown jack 