Old car

So now it has started. One day the cops followed me to the parking lot of my home. Then they asked me to blow to an alcohol meter. Then they told me some rules that I thought I had obeyed all right. Then they asked my drivers licence and registration. Maybe they thought that the car must be stolen since the owner drove to the parking lot of his own home. The car is 12 years old and it has some scratches on the side. Tiny accidents happened when I moved a lot of stuff around. Sure, I must be an alcoholic since I have scratches on my car. All the window watchers probably had a good show at my expense. I read that this police attention starts to happen on regular basis when the car is old enough. Especially at nights. The car is old but it doesn´t have much mileage behind. I think that there is a few good years ahead since the repairs were quite low this year. If I can only tolerate the embarrasing attention, or start saving now for a new one. Cars are an eternal money hole.

Cloudbusting2-15

The evening is very soft
Even the lights in the crossroads
the busses, vans and the cars
they all have a new pace
They want to stay there a second or two longer
for no apparent reason
It´s not all about surviving
rushing to the next point like there is no tomorrow
There is a small empty space
where you can stay really still
for a second or 2
maybe even 3

Winter lights

Every day morning lights.

Every year I´m asked to take a winter light photo in that rare moment when the trees and the sun meet in a beautiful way. That small lump of a branch in the front is not good but this will have to do.

Snowmonsters

Pretty soon the snowmonsters will be alive
They will grow mouth, legs and hands
and start to prey on people
in the well lit bloody red darkness of the city

My World, chair and snow

They didn´t have time to take it to the real dumpster. Maybe someone will take it. It´s not totally hopeless. Who knows?

It´s too late to get it now. Too much snow on top of it. Maybe it´s stuck in ice too. Probably gone anyway.

That was my My World this week. More there.

Cloudbusting2-5, Night of Light

All those office and parking buildings
with their bright logos and lights
Glowing in the rain
in the eternal darkness at the edge of the town
All looking for my attention
with their smart semantics and rules
Transforming in to one long endless middle aged blur
No end in sight in the night of light