No trespassing!

Our cities are planned
Our streets laid out
With all the houses in a row.
The fences
Physical barriers
To say “Keep Out.”

So we sit
Ad nauseum
Alone with our possessions.
Do not ring the bell or knock
For thou shalt not trespass…

Do you remember
A time where door and window were unbarred?
The sugar bowl and kind words;
Between neighbours,

Is this the price
We pay
To live in a city?
The loss
Of community
For the fear
Of trespass…

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A jotting exploring the idea of the loss of community
through living in a large city and the subsequent fear of getting too close
An image of the same name accompanies this jotting

My images and writing are unfiltered or edited. i just shoot the photos, create the pictures and the words come from somewhere inside without much if any thought or consideration.
My desire is that they might effect someone in a positive way…
A footnote… I’ve explored PS with cars…!

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