Inspirations

It's a fine balancing act

I used to live on the 15th floor and see pigeons zipping past high glass towers in midtown west.

I wonder if they ever slow down to catch a glimpse of their fine flying form or their wind-swept hair.

The statues stand upright, proud and pompous as we’ve crafted them.

And yet the pigeons manage to stand above them all,

sweeping over a fine tableau of Central Park, resembling a fine moustache scrawled above Mona Lisa’s precious lips.

We live in harmony in this silly place,

bonded by absurdity that has no end.

Central Park AUG 2019

Central Park AUG 2019

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