Tuesday, August 3rd 2004

attention ! deep flying birds crossing.
could be a useful sign post
on mountain bike trails

Asuguo

sleep
eat
play

Dillo Fenderson

instincts used
to take lifes
between meals

Asuguo

never noticed
that the air
is pure poison

Dillo Fenderson

thoughts,
so different from mine.
affecting me, even more

Asuguo

Monday, August 2nd 2004

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