Master Po when will it be time
for me to leave...
The temperature soars
and the heat is unending...
Master Po you are so wise
where did you get such knowledge...
I write the lines
but who writes me...
I dreamed that I was alone, again,
and you was not real...
What is it that makes us
what we are and how are we...
I put the child on the bike.
I walk along side of the child...
Human life form not present
and umbilical severed...
Life is hard. i feel like got me folded into a...
Thank you
for taking something...
Written wen i was 16;
There's no such thing as hell below...
Sitting with palm under chin
And looking at the world...