tonight surprise comes as
rainfall and overshadows
the search for new limits

Asuguo

woman on bench
talking to herself
drinking water

Dillo Fenderson

looking at the traffic is
far less attractive than
looking good, behind the wheel

Asuguo

real gone is further out
than around the sun
only the turtles stay close

Dillo Fenderson

three things, two hands
usually means
one hits the ground

Dillo Fenderson

different kinds of sausage
not looking fit to eat
spread out on the kitchen table

Asuguo

it's not what you do
it's who you are
that annoys me

Dillo Fenderson

hopes, wishes, a new life,
future, vanishing.
in a pair of sad eyes

Asuguo

ruining a trousers' leg
is a strange way
of showing affection

Dillo Fenderson

her eyes wide open
still she doesn't
see a thing

Dillo Fenderson