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