Tuesday, September 04, 2007

Discernable Text


Everywhere in Blissville graffiti is scrawled. Any flat surface will do.

I know it is a language, but it's opaque to me.

Signage also abounds. I recognize the English, but its content eludes me. I can only assume others grasp its meaning, factory workers or railmen.

And then suddenly, a message I can both read and understand, and think on as I gaze out at the fading half moon.

1 Comments:

Blogger Janet said...

What a lovely thought. The man in the moon is smiling indeed.

9:59 PM  

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