This is the dream I dreams.
Seemingly unravelling at the seams.
How blind was I,
To not notice.
This is the dream I feared.
Caught in the disillusionment against prosperity.
I feigned it was “okay”
As opposed to making an alteration.
Silly bambino, am I…
Silly… The solution is near.
Like a seam to be sewn.
The solution is simple.
Sometimes we make simple, seem so complex.
James photographed on Viale Emilio Alemagna, Milan