
must not stop
at all costs
our beloved
rolling stock
Paul Casey Photography Art
must not stop
at all costs
our beloved
rolling stock
there i discovered
the uncovered
truth
ruth
about the blue
in you
too
there it was
just like that
around the corner
a view to remember
a lake in november
or was it september
when i consider the land
and the ways of nature
i rather be in awe
than in fear
the tower
bearing the brunt of the beast
reflecting the heat
fleeing feet
on the street
seeking shelter
and peace
they missed her
she whispered
a kiss
like this
she wished for
run
drive
faster
it’s alive
no time
to die
run
we gazed
at the early sun
breakfast warm
though
on the run
anticipating
day of fun
they fell from
the gates of hell
cast dark
spells
and poisoned
the well
he’ll be here
she tells us
while
buses in memphis
cuss the
blasphemers
senses
remember when
around the bend
then
blue and black
rolled back
it’s not like that
way you looked
from the back
in black
a movie
story for joy
we all
toyed with the
thought
relax
we sent the fax
and paid the tax
children
jumping jacks
she called
rising tall
purple small
and all
sleepy
needy
speedy
she wore the blue
season close
goodness knows
time froze
first snow
bunny
was early morning
he had
new flooring
by afternoon
she was touring
last thursday
was the first way
it stayed for
four weeks
i’m new here
first year
am i safe
or live with fear
happy that you’re near
dear