Conversation on a University Footbridge

Weaving a driftnet from swans' nests on mudflats, cows on dark nights, property settlements and bats' sonar sight. Draw a taut thread of restraint and sensation. The snick of a blade you'd handed me yesterday - unravelled. Unmade.

Footnote in Purple Pixels

Caution, courage, compassion - each has its time. Call me sometime, Fisherman.