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Abandoned silo

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , on September 4, 2015 by unsensible

abandoned silo

raising dust

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on September 4, 2015 by unsensible

concrete saw

Abandoned church at sunset

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on September 2, 2015 by unsensible

old chapel

My brother said he was always a little creeped out by this church, but he would never say why. Abandoned at least 20 years, a tree is growing in the door way. My brother isn’t creeped out by anything. I think I will never really know him.

Finding Summer’s Last Sun

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , on August 29, 2015 by unsensible

softencatsunlighthalloweencurtains

October 31st can’t be too far away, if you’re a black cat…

Tenant Parking Only

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , on August 29, 2015 by unsensible

fallingdowngarage

Please remember not to give into temptation and park in this collapsing garage hanging over the Lehigh River Valley

Field near harvest, B&W

Posted in photography with tags , , , , , , , on August 29, 2015 by unsensible

cornfieldblackandwhite

Everything painfully mundane from my childhood is a mystery to me now. Though not a mystery I am looking to explore.

Call it even

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , on August 26, 2015 by unsensible

Justin sketch

OK?

Waiting for Trouble

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , on August 23, 2015 by unsensible

HoaxSketch2
If I stay here, trouble will find me…

3 A.M. Makeup

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , on August 22, 2015 by unsensible

facealter1
In 3 A.M. makeup, sleep is a mercy
Before the final insult
Of abrupt, naked dawn

Keyhole peeker, private stars

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 18, 2015 by unsensible

I envy hacks, drunks, duds, and failures
Those with ardor and ambition
Hopeless dreamers and those who love the poisons in their lives

Too full on late-night caramel nicotine
I can’t stomach the morning
So, close my eyes to soothe the raw undersides of lids

I’m dreaming in Kodachrome, in my holiday PJs
Cracking pine needles, head under the tree
I’m squinting at pin lights, making private constellations

If fate calls my cell phone, i may just hit send

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