biking uphill
through the woods
my feet ask me if i'm mad

Dillo Fenderson

master of time:
twisting the truth
and feeding the sick

Asuguo

when the music stops
the stench of exhaust
is even stronger

Dillo Fenderson

memories of the dead are mostly
kinder than memories of the living.
loss makes us forgiving and weak

Asuguo

stupid me
bought new plants
where should i put them?

Dillo Fenderson

looking for changes,
falling back into routine,
starting all over again

Asuguo

Supposed beauty,
styled to death,
is just revolting.

Dillo Fenderson

small red cars
give me the creeps.
only in my hometown

Asuguo

Warum ist nur Sachen kaufen
und sich von Sachen trennen
beides so verdammt schwer?

Ella

the colors of the setting sun
are far more beautiful
than any high resolution tv

Asuguo