the air caught in the
turbulence alongside the train
smells of dogshit

Asuguo

the clouds and light that
paint the evening sky did
a wonderful job tonight

Asuguo

safe from penetration
my ideas hide in the
darkness of my skull

Asuguo

there used to be
a time when my mail
was delivered to me

Asuguo

today one of
the living dead
spoke to me

Asuguo

this trail proves
that roots don't necessarily
have to be underground

Asuguo

with this allergy
i need to learn to operate
on low oxygen supply

Asuguo

another part gone
surprisingly not even close
to the U.S. embassy

Asuguo

in ischgl
there are
no mosquitoes

Asuguo

why do dutch people
always travel by ways
they know least about ?

Asuguo