Saturday, September 16, 2006

Downtown ABQ Friday Night on Route 66

A saxophone stirs the neon lights and traffic into a silky evening. We wait for the bus.
And from somewhere in this rhythmic playground comes the thought that we are just as beautiful as what we see...maybe even a necessary part of it.

Or maybe I should just relax a little, and leave the heavy lifting to the neo-Platonists.

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