Evening postcard by bicycle

Digable planets channel insects and groove in outer space but sound far from dirt streets where,at bicycle speed, a red bus roars by, grinding gears and blowing a custom two toned horn, a crowd gathers against a big black pig, feral, caught, tied round the trotters and the snout, and suspended from a beam on a metal sheet by rope, a rooster pecks around a smoldering trash pile,a speeding landrover swerves around a giant cow who plods slowly towards the sewer ditch, water splashes on stone in hidden gardens, a boy reaches down to pet a calf lying in the road, the calf starts, rises. Streets unfurl to chorus of horns and temple bells.


~ by waterunderground on June 18, 2011.

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