Have you ever crawled over a rail and have one of your eye stalks catch the perspective of steel in the early evening light? I can tell you it's a sight to behold. You just want to stretch out of your shell and take in the whole view. There you are sitting in your slime trail feeling the soft summer air enjoying living in the moment. Your ganglion begins to wander to other things like crawling over to the garden and drowning in stale beer, or hassling some of the local nematodes hanging out at the storm drain - when you feel the vibration of rail. It's the evening train and the only thing that you can do is try to outru...
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Snail's Eye View of of of...
Have you ever crawled over a rail and have one of your eye stalks catch the perspective of steel in the early evening light? I can tell you it's a sight to behold. You just want to stretch out of your shell and take in the whole view. There you are sitting in your slime trail feeling the soft summer air enjoying living in the moment. Your ganglion begins to wander to other things like crawling over to the garden and drowning in stale beer, or hassling some of the local nematodes hanging out at the storm drain - when you feel the vibration of rail. It's the evening train and the only thing that you can do is try to outru...
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2 comments:
New meaning to that old expression, "git down, bro!"
It's a wire - like the wires on the poles - doing about the same thing!
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