Thursday, July 28, 2011

The Blurred Edges






















The world you love spins so fast, all I can do is throw words at it. And hope they become pictures.

14 comments:

Anonymous said...

I move like a cyclone.

fatima said...

2 goood

Anonymous said...

Focus. A picture is worth a thousand words. Me.

Anonymous said...

The speed laughed in my face one morning when I woke up and couldn't keep up with my mind.

Anonymous said...

Life is a moving picture...and we are the cast who writes the storyline...everchanging!

Anonymous said...

I cant help it if you cant keep up. Work on your shoulder and let some silicone out of those bags.

I thought you had alien power but it turns out you just have a fat head!

Holst said...

If it doesn't feel like work, it won't work.

Reina said...

ahhhh. what a concept.

cartographerofyourhair said...

It's sad because the pictures of us mean nothing to you, compared to what they mean to me. But I fight for you all the same because if things were different, I could be in love with you rather than just love you. You are my perfect guy, I'm sorry he wasn't your's.

Anonymous said...

And why should I work on my shoulder ?

becomingherself said...

Beautiful imagery - both the words and the picture.

Anonymous said...

The story line is not ever changing. That I am sure of. Me.

Anonymous said...

The sun will not rise.

Anonymous said...

If we focus on our past love our life now will be creepy but it waste away faster then anything you ever known would.