_glass near the office

of the place that moves us around

Your tricked out mini bike

rolls with extended front forks

and sweet swaying seat post

White paint tire tracks

while parking that thing

leaving over sized footprints.

_sun pressed image

of blinds and orchids

A fate watcher

A gate watcher

It was an entire month

of pennant fever.

You told us stories

about an old worn out Honda

with bones that would never decay.

145 So. Montgomery St.

They dressed in all their elaborate adornment and finery but you would have none of that.

Blue Pillow dog

Peeking from your royal perch

The day brought out your team colors

No goals needed to be scored