“Chalkhills”
By Brian Bolding
© 2019 Pop Art Trash Productions
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Gliding through the chalkhills
Like ghosts, prancing around
No legs beneath our knees
Just pure white sheets and glistening white faces
Candlelit and frozen, walking along in a uniform way
The fields afire like illustrated comic strips
Black and white and the sadness
Is rubbing off on me
Can’t you see Can’t you see
I need a human connection
Instead of all this constant rejection
Everyone needs a little hope and positivity
In order to find the best within
So I’ll keep on searching, searching for that light
In the middle of the chalkhills holding your hand
In the illustrious moonlight.
11.17.19 sun 559 pm bb.
Photograph by Brian Bolding. Sandia Peak Tramway. ABQ, NM. 2018
Ballistik Coffee Boy. 
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