Dillo Fenderson
Saturday, July 17th 2004

The shoes
my toes:
arch enemies.

Dillo Fenderson

Friday, July 16th 2004

Suicidal insects,
in my eyes,
blinding me.

Dillo Fenderson

Wednesday, July 14th 2004

Between railroad and highway,
an old house
covered with vines.

Dillo Fenderson

An old friend calling:
a familiar voice on the phone,
memories of a familiar face.

Dillo Fenderson

Pieces of old hardware
all incompatible
in subtle ways.

Dillo Fenderson

Sunday, July 11th 2004

Clouds and sun,
silver and bronze,
reflected in water.

Dillo Fenderson

distracted
lost in thoughts
missing the moment

Dillo Fenderson

The room is full
with junk.
I'm drowning.

Dillo Fenderson

Saturday, July 10th 2004

Darkness everywhere,
the night threatening.
All in my head.

Dillo Fenderson

Rain and wind,
memories of summer
washed away.

Dillo Fenderson