Rêves Suisses

 nuages ​​explorer.

Inclinations

Climbing one another's Inclinations.

adieu

I glimpsed all of those early mornings and hazy afternoons

 and senses lost,
un-explanations

 swim together in a bittersweet compliance
 that even today, 

ways can and must be inevitably parted. 

Irish Tuesday

There is something about the Irish, in their hands, maybe,

a warmth, and cheer to mask bits of loneliness,

that after seven weeks

I still can't fully grasp.

empty pockets.
strangers I hardly remember wandering in and out
of what might have once been a dream.

North Sea

Scottish winds untidying young souls.

Aix Blanc et Noir

 I've left this city but it has not left me.
black and white lomography film