Waking from Sleep
Poetry and magic are everywhere, even in technology
The image of two hands holding a candle was my desktop background for quite some time. When asleep, the image blurs out to appear like a pelvis as the world floats above the flame. I’m invited to login.
How many times have I missed this visual poetry? So many times that I only noticed today, on April Fools Day. Glad to be woken up, over and over.
