Asuguo, July 2015
Friday, July 24th 2015

i no longer wanted to be
the subject of a dizraeli song
so i left the coast

Asuguo

the passengers
of the mercedes
fulfill every cliche

Asuguo

i can survive a hike through
death valley but not
a few hours on the beach

Asuguo

a neatly ordered
nightmare
in matching colors

Asuguo

just a short glimpse into
their world, makes me believe
the dutch guy was right

Asuguo

similar but not the same
a different world
for less than a day

Asuguo

Thursday, July 23rd 2015

the floor shakes
the air is stale and hot
and i'm forgotten

Asuguo

a town of stairs
and cars and
more stairs and cars

Asuguo

if in french you don't say the 'h'
it's probably logical
that you don't write it in english

Asuguo

around the corner
it is
two degrees warmer

Asuguo