They were like corpses, slightly bobbing
Mouths open, eyes closed
The fat of their cheeks
Jostling to the
Rhythm of the train
As it sped us like
A metal neuron
To the appendage of O’hare
About Me
- Wayne R. Flower
- I am an artist in the sense that I play music, write and do visual art, that I have had the impulse to create something from nothing as long as I have been conscious and that I can't live without doing so. I focused on music for a good 20 years and am now focusing more on writing and visual art (though music is still a really good friend). I hope you enjoy what I share. Wayne
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