Friday, 10 September 2010


Shadows move on tarmac. Patterns like water, light made fluid by the breeze. An engine starts and the moment is broken, shattered by the lorries roar.

“I believe in nothing, everything is sacred. I believe in everything, nothing is sacred.” - Tom Robbins

1 comment:

Paul Andrew Russell said...

Nice. :-)

Inspiration pops up in the most unlikeliest of places.


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