Yesterday, as i was trying to find the right track
i was picked up by a little yellow train called Atlas, who was carrying the world with him, and wanted some company
as we went speeding over land
Atlas realized he was between tracks, and simply hopped over
he dropped me off where the busses waltz
watched by the Girl Who Isn't Afraid of Pink Sneekers
Soundtrack was provided by Paolo, the Saxophone player with One Purple Glove (he was inspired by both Michael Jackson and Prince, and came to this natural compromise)
Now i need to go clean my lens.
Friday, March 5, 2010
on tracks
Labels:
architecture,
color,
light,
Mental meandering,
Metafictional,
photography,
portrait,
street,
travel
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