back again, life in luxury:
called a friend, stroked my cat,
played my bass

Asuguo

hanging in the sky
like a ripe peach
the size of a watermellon

Dillo Fenderson

a glimmer of light
unrecognized, in darkness, by most
acknowledged, bright as the sun, by friends

Asuguo

My power animal beckons,
but I prefer safety
and fail to answer.

Dillo Fenderson

i forgot
what seemed so important
but obviously was not

Asuguo

No man is an island.
But then again,
no man is a potato chip either.

Dillo Fenderson

Trying to outrun the heat.
It catches up with us
when we slow down.

Dillo Fenderson

sinking in quicksand
only to end in this bed
and start again

Asuguo

sur en
the people are to dead
to be killed

Asuguo

offene bp tankstelle
das leben ist nicht sinnlos
solange die lichter nicht erlöschen

Asuguo