Friday, February 27, 2015

Not one


No one here. Or there I must say seeing I now repose here again. This was an abroad place. With no-one there. Not a soul, or maybe there was a soul but I didn't detect it there. It must have been keeping itself to itself. And I think I would too. There anyway.

We liked it. The concrete construction, the state of steady decline, the mist that whispered around our ears that day.

3 comments:

gz said...

Good to know you're safely back.
Looked an interesting place,over there

Graham Edwards said...

Perhaps the soul fell off the concrete where the balustrade has apparently fallen off. Perhaps it was a heavy soul and knocked the balustrade (I like that word) off.

Dave said...

Is over there over here or over somewhere else?