”Amidst old houses dead from the fallout of urban sprawl, railway bridges asleep from neglect, and trees that engulf everything; his work attempts to remind you of something you may have said to someone, or something someone may have said to you; back in that time period thats just too far away to remember clearly, but not so long ago you forgot about it completely. His memories and many of his friends are simply ghosts now, shaking him awake with mistimed alarm clocks and the sounds of a television from across the house. Documentation is key to get through the day. Things are always changing and its easy to lose yourself.”
the wolf guard
lock key or latchkey, a house you tricked empty
do we let it in, do we have a choice?
because they will take it back piece by piece
hear.
you have a wonderlust growing in your soul
im a rabbit out of room
