Monday, June 6th 2005
i already
woke up
tired
Saturday, June 4th 2005
heavy rain
i can even wring
out my leather belt
Thursday, June 2nd 2005
closing doors, closing
windows. cave yourself in,
leave the outside out
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