bron

shall i say, i have gone at dusk through narrow streets
and watched the smoke that rises from the pipes
of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows?....
i should have been a pair of claws
scuttling across the floors of silent sea's

relieved to find that something aparently as obvious to the world as it was blindsiding me has now taken on some kind of trancendant epiphany moment in my life.
i.e. in the words of my fictional grandfather " judging everyone is bullshit, your just trying to justify yourself"
amen
insert blinking smileing smileyface now.