

I love going to carparks early on a Sunday morning when they are mostly empty. I like driving real slow through all the levels. One thing I love is that it is like a drive-thru gallery (or sorts). Each portal to the outside is like an artwork hanging on a gallery wall.
A natural/found diptych.
all things I see
look like paintings through
dirty windows
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quietly
soft rain plays on windows
songs for sleep
Walls overcome by
broken vines and shattered panes leave
heart exposed to life.