Laughter
is not laughter...
A funny little observation
from my garden...
You baked for me the world
smelling of bread...
Under this skin,
Deep to the core...
There will be no sympathy
No one to hold my hand...
It's the truest cliche
and the cruellest...
Somewhere up there in the stars
I know where you are...
The daffodil
with heightened stem...
It's cool, it's good, because
you in every other situation can walk away...
Modern humans out of Africa
Modern humans moving information...
Our beloved land
of green and gold...
Despair will impair
all what is seen on the lane...