Look: out of these words pops a mountain goat. White and horned, it stands on a blue ledge in Montana.
Consider the image an entertainment, if you like, one that's free.
You may enjoy it as you will, flipping it like a coin, arranging it with other images, letting it go like one red blossom fallen from a tree.
The image of the mountain goat belongs to you, you see. You see.
Showing posts with label Montana. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Montana. Show all posts
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
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