Tuesday, May 31st 2005
it is not that i
dislike my job i just do
not want to go there
Saturday, May 28th 2005
in the morning sun
my mother is fighting a
dragon with a stick
Thursday, May 26th 2005
of all those dying trees
some look sad and
some look angry
Wednesday, May 25th 2005
passing many animals
along the way, not
all are roadkill yet
Saturday, May 21st 2005
blood mixed with dust.
in the presence of death i wait
for a guy to take his shot
Wednesday, May 18th 2005
a shy sparkle of light shines
through the rain-soaked clouds.
only in my fantasy
Tuesday, May 17th 2005
yet again
the rain stops falling
precisely at 09:30 am
Monday, May 16th 2005
no work today
no work today
there's joy in repetition
Saturday, May 14th 2005
the road looks so smooth
in the dark and feels
so rough under my tires
the fading colors
reveal a past
almost forgotten