Saturday, August 21st 2004
the wind moves a leaf.
it looks like
it's nodding
too much information
behind closed eyes
memory failing
another productive day
and half the things i meant to do
have been left undone
Friday, August 20th 2004
a surprise
cut short by rain
prolonged by stubbornness
the voice
a droning monotone
can put whole towns to sleep
Thursday, August 19th 2004
more heat
less sun
less headache
Wednesday, August 18th 2004
You know you're on the way to heaven
when you reach the same height
as the clouds.
In Graz,
insects are bigger
but no less annoying.
Tuesday, August 17th 2004
don't want to think,
don't want to remember.
but i will
I woke up
an hour early
in my dream.