luck holds its breath
when the wrong time
meets the wrong place

Asuguo

my hopes are for
the todays to be different
than the yesterdays

Asuguo

this moronic morons
openly displaying their moron-ness
are unnerving

Asuguo

i completely forgot
that biking by night
is so much fun

Dillo Fenderson

time passed too fast;
a multi-lingual, giggling lunatic;
the fog tonight is delightning

Asuguo

a nun in a saab
joyfully talking on her cell
almost kisses my bumper

Asuguo

looking for answers
but all you are confronted
with are questions

Asuguo

They already started
putting my life
in a museum.

Dillo Fenderson