Wheeled Bi-Solitude

Straight from the high-above Shinano Olympus

Wheeled semi-godly creatures glide around the city

Who knows if the metal and flesh centaurs have the legendary lethal blood

Some do it for pleasure some to fuel a passion, but the many out of sheer necessity

Is it a narcissistic dream like a reflection of freedom in a distorting mirror

Or just because they can no longer afford the pearl in the ‘oyster’

Photos and Ramblings by Hugh Ardoin