STAGGER:
Two hooded figures walk hunched up a dirt track between
autumnal oaks. High on clean air beneath a big sky of
broken cloud. The sun on their backs makes them glad
they left the house for once.
“We got to get out more maan” says the one, as the other
wheezes, staring straight ahead, wondering if he’ll make
it home alive.
(K)
Stagger leewen aka aka…nennen wir ihn einfach bro:)
x (I)
shodo….karl………ciao