This is a picture, not taken, snapping me out of my monotonous morning commute along a vast concrete savannah, noticed by my primal brain's serpentine early warning system, of some discarded cable rolling on the ground, whipped into action by winds and passing traffic...
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This is a picture, not taken, of a table after cleaning, the ridged cotton rag leaving behind long, thinly spaced lines, much like a newly plowed field, however, the large cursive "l" sweep left behind by the waiter, created the perfect image of a giant's fingerprint whorl...
This is a picture, not taken, of an Elvis impersonator swinging his arms around wildly, not to the beat of loud music, but to the beat of a corporate overlord, who takes advantage of people needing to sell gold for money in hard economic times...
This is a picture, not taken, of a tall Tervis tumbler with a Longhorn patch, sitting on a table bathed by a rectangle of harsh sunlight, the reflection creating a ring of light around the cup looking exactly like the rings of Saturn with a Bevo moon in orbit...
This is a picture, not taken, of the intricate smudges left on a plate from rolls of sushi, the thin strokes organizing themselves, in my mind's eye, into the calligraphic art of Shodo-, drawn by the brush of chopsticks holding cooked rice kernels as they swish around the plate...
This is a picture, not taken, of a flock of birds in flight across the morning sunrise, grouped into three chevron formations, one large, the other two equally small and both situated behind the trailing edges, giving the overall structure the semblance of a binary tree...
This is a picture, not taken, of tiny motes of powdered sugar dancing a Brownian jig in front of my eyes, rising off the thermals from a hot cup of coffee, and reflecting off the morning sunlight streaming obliquely through the window...
This is a picture, not taken, of the morning sunrise seen through the buildings and elevated highways of a metropolis, the stacked layers of differently colored clouds combined with the reddish-yellow spot of the sun, made it seem that I was a resident of some future city in Europa looking at Jupiter looming on the horizon...
This is a picture, not taken, of a particularly intricate older accident scene, the vivid skid marks as instantly recognizable as a body outline, causing me to go into quick forensic analysis, trying to solve the dynamic contortions involved, and mentally judging the figure skating effort...
This is a picture, not taken, reminding me of a side-scrolling camouflage video game, in the foreground, passing by quickly, are grasses in greens, yellows, and browns, the slower moving trees in fall foliage, and the ominous sky a roiling mix of post-nuclear-apocalyptic grey, silver and concrete...
This is a picture, not taken, while floating on my back, eyes shut against a bright sun, arms spread wide, heart open, hips turned upward, balancing against the whims of buoyancy, the water warm, winds calm, current gently tugging me down the shore on a warm fall morning...
This is a picture, not taken, of a small, black Honda, conveniently hidden from sight by my driver's door pillar, casting a shadow, normally unnoticed, now being highlighted by a grotesque shadow puppet contorting on the concrete curb...
This is a picture, not taken, of a massive, black, stretch, Hummer limo stopping and disgorging a gaggle of wedding party people, preceded by a photographer with two Canon cameras, trailed by a small girl holding the wedding train, all heading up the hill where I planned on taking a panorama of downtown Austin...
This is a picture, not taken, of an eighteen-wheeled tractor trailer with the slogan "We are the careful movers", driving fast down the interstate highway, tailgating another truck, and having a lawn mower strapped to the outside on the rear of the truck...
This is a picture, not taken, while driving down an interstate highway, of the rumble strip along side the road, the small rectangular indentations, halfway filled with water, and reflecting a bird in the sky, were moving fast enough to give a zoetropic effect...
This is a picture, not taken, of a tree, grown up underneath a power line, as trees are wont to do, having suffered a giant triangular cleft from the power company, and also bearing a rectangular tunnel from the traffic, reminding me of a Tetris topiary...
This is a picture, not taken, of the thinnest of suspension bridges, spun by some unseen spider between the handlebars of my bicycle, barely seen in the morning sunlight, somehow managing to avoid destruction while my hands shift gears and brake, and while strong headwinds rage against it...
This is a picture, not taken, of a small, black trash can filled with empty plastic bottles and aluminum soda cans not twenty feet away from a much larger blue recycling container...
This is a picture, not taken, of a woman standing out of the rain, with her purchasing partner, in a small tent, and holding an open umbrella over her head, blocking anyone else without umbrellas from standing out of the torrential downpour...
This is a picture, not taken, of an impatient driver and a rainy day, first spotted cutting into a gap for left-turns of oncoming traffic, immediately tail-gates, rides my bumper when I have to brake for a truck swerving into my lane, said driver gets onto the highway, then back off, only to wait at a red light and smoke before continuing straight, the same light I am waiting on to make a left-turn, which could have been avoided if he stayed on the highway...
