I wriggle and hide
and cringe.
The outing around Wall Street and Zucotti full of light in the May sun, all full of absolutely no trace of OWS. On forlorn scrap of OWS yellow tape at Foley Park. Had to be attempted. Now work.
And then the no-trace of photography. The trouble with explaining. The trouble with seeing anything with the 35 and then the 50.
and cringe.
The outing around Wall Street and Zucotti full of light in the May sun, all full of absolutely no trace of OWS. On forlorn scrap of OWS yellow tape at Foley Park. Had to be attempted. Now work.
And then the no-trace of photography. The trouble with explaining. The trouble with seeing anything with the 35 and then the 50.
