Scarborough, Maine, August 2024
Two more essais (organic songs?) are up in two weeks, using the same lyrics. As always, thank you for your spontaneity and thoughtful spirit.
The disorientation
of looking down
at the flat ground.
Removing the horizon,
we notice something beautiful
and framed.
A rock on the right side,
ice on the left,
it’s a scene with an
actual background.
We people like it here,
in this mental space.
With no horizon,
no potential.
