Posted in Haiku

“It’s all someone’s art, trust me!” Gun Roswell

Art series

Here’s looking at you, kid!

The shoes reflected in the
Mirror in a tiny box, a car of
Sorts, a lift in another

Place, a random encounter of
One self, since there was no were
Else to hide, the why

Not snap some pix of
The shiny pink shoes, staring at each
Other in the shiny mirror