A digital abstract made to convey a sensation of falling or traveling through time


A puddle evaporates on a black tar

and a thousand puddles vanish before
we reach the boardwalk

where a toy store sells the inflatable
duck that goes flat in the water.

Arriving and departing seem endless:

we drop until the hand of some strong
god lifts us up and out of this moment



Image and poem (c) Rob Goldstein 2017

5 thoughts on “Mirage

  1. I’m not sure if my last comment went through. Sorry if this is a repeat. I wasn’t logged in correctly.
    Hopefully the arrivals are so joyous that they will outweigh the deflating moments.
    I love the picture. It reminds me of my brain right now at this moment.

      1. When you can capture what is in my brain and yours, well that is pretty amazingly phenomenal! You are quite an artist!

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