longing for an answer
hoping, not to be understood,
but to be heard

Asuguo

he whispered coziness is to
have a shoulder to lie on;
and dug his teeth in my throat

Asuguo

bald headed, fat, old guy
wearing a blue womans dress
second day in a row

Asuguo

the walls are bleeding soap
but why do i wonder
the owner is a fish

Asuguo

getting up
so hard to do
and so easy to say

Asuguo

it requires a mighty kick in the ass
to turn boredom
into creativity

Asuguo

the car in front of me
all lights turned on
still invisible in the rain

Asuguo

everyone can be killed
with the right weapon
even god

Asuguo

red and green squares
blue, yellow stripes
it's just your taste i fear

Asuguo

a veil as thin as air
a casted shadow
besides there's nothing there

Asuguo