Wednesday, August 10, 2011

BLUE LIPS..... BLUE VEINS ... IX

 The little whale
Death in a cheap motel or a shack is a blues death. Stabbed by a jealous lover is a blues way to die. So is the electric chair, substance abuse or being denied treatment in an emergency room. 



It is sad when it happens ♥ rip little whale.. your journey may have been short but you turned us and all of our thoughts beach ward as we waved you good bye and we all just stand here and its so hectic... coz all we can do is sigh!  GOODBYE
I was coming around the corner of the trailer and there behind it he was slumped down behind it with a syringe in his arm still, he was a strange color Blue.  He was almost dead!  ( Historia est Magistra Vitae)
 Image by MezzA - Dawn mists on the river Urunga 2011

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