Don't Look That Bad From Here

Third floor. Balcony. Lean over. Read sign.

Then ask yourself: WTF?

Right Here Prolly

When asked where you should park for maximum safety.

Just say Good enough for me, then.

Those Dark Eyes

All seeing, all knowing.

Out there, still glowing.

PennyFlip

Reminds me of Nevada.

Where the letters go backward.

Reflections On Reflections

We stopped for a moment, lost in each other's grace, leaning against that wall, shining with joy.

And then went down the street for beer and cookies.

Print Me A Bird

I've got the ink.

You've got the knowhow, I think.

Dog Me Not

Good thing I've achieved invisibility. Now they can't see what to chase.

Next up, I work on my smell.

Bi-Directional Signaling

Looks this way, looks that.

Then it winks, then it blinks, then it goes dark.

Reflections On Poo

I don't know about you.

But I don't much like poo.

Sign Of The Streets

Stuck to the wall.

I wish I looked so good that way.

Bloody Chickens...

Always there, with your peckers out.

And now you're giving me the bloody eye.