imægo the ill iterator's photostream  

Rolling in the dark
the guns of Navarone
counseling face-to-face
Vito Corleone
He gives his life
and not for free, but
it's the ancestral Sicilian law,
for good and evil.

They were drawing the route
for a barren and difficult region
men asking questions.

Once there was a man
sawing a post
he was building a house
all by himself.

Tunnels, colosseums, gas pipes
people subduing the planet
men asking questions.
(backlights on the East)

Marshes in Laplands
maps, ruling pens and magnifying glasses
armored by flashing bombs

Once there was a man
nailing a post
he was building a house
with northern wood.

Mooring in the bay
a cargo warship
the day is coming.
(backlights on the East)

The horizon was violet last night
and the sea a silver blade
getting bigger and smaller
(backlights on the East)

Mooring in the bay
a cargo warship
the day is coming.
(backlights on the East)






Homo nocens

trying to excell at holiday snapshots