2 March 2013
[S]omething in the breeze today [E]nvelops my senses; Ocean [A]ir hidden in choked Mercedes
[B]enz stuck in front of me, no hope [R]eally of moving an inch, but [E]very now and then I scent the [E]asy surf in traffic jam stench [Z]ooplankton swimming in the [E]normous baleen of a whale shark, the dark of winter breaking free in the sudden scent of a Spring sea breeze.
Sea Breeze • Opuss № I