Asuguo, December 2004
Wednesday, December 29th 2004

farts in moist
enviroment
smell even worse

Asuguo

with a little fantasy
all of a sudden
it makes sense

Asuguo

Sunday, December 26th 2004

keeping in touch
with you
is self mutilation

Asuguo

Saturday, December 25th 2004

going faster and faster and faster
til my body is covered in sweat and
the belief that my memories are real fades

Asuguo

Thursday, December 23rd 2004

there are winds
where my best
ain't good enough

Asuguo

Wednesday, December 22nd 2004

in a parallel universe
i probably get rolled over
by cars twice a day

Asuguo

with your money you could
have spared pain, with
your greed you caused even more

Asuguo

Tuesday, December 21st 2004

traffic jams - the lie of mobility
caged inside metal boxes
going nowhere

Asuguo

one girl: lost in drugs, someplace else
one man: friendly,a short chat
the rest: joyfully aggressive before x-mas

Asuguo

Sunday, December 19th 2004

zombies forming a line,
waiting to pay for beer,
looking through bloodshot eyes

Asuguo