Dillo Fenderson, 2004
Thursday, August 12th 2004

Forgetting everything,
only to remember it again
when it's too late.

Dillo Fenderson

Monday, August 9th 2004

Change for the sake of it:
Once you get used to something,
it's no longer available.

Dillo Fenderson

Saturday, August 7th 2004

downriver
on a bike
covered with mud

Dillo Fenderson

Friday, August 6th 2004

lizards
running around on the rocks
laughing at us

Dillo Fenderson

Wednesday, August 4th 2004

living in the past
hoping for an illusion
not coping with the present

Dillo Fenderson

Tuesday, August 3rd 2004

sleep
eat
play

Dillo Fenderson

never noticed
that the air
is pure poison

Dillo Fenderson

Monday, August 2nd 2004

hanging in the sky
like a ripe peach
the size of a watermellon

Dillo Fenderson

My power animal beckons,
but I prefer safety
and fail to answer.

Dillo Fenderson

Sunday, August 1st 2004

No man is an island.
But then again,
no man is a potato chip either.

Dillo Fenderson