A chance sweep of my left arm
in yellow and blue flannel shirt...
What of it now then?
Our slavery here hasn't not yet ended...
Hypnotized by street lights, I breathe springtime
eyes fixed upon dirty streets, laced with fallen...
Death where are you?
They are washing my body...
Hope (star tarot)
To every end...
If only we knew the point,
where something is going to break...
Last night in rural London,
mangled in elastic clockwork...
"All her dreams have come true"
Yet in the face of this praise...
Sky of Blue Memories
laying on a bed of lush moss green...
Voices, I could hear them calling
Flow, they will take me to where I belong...
They had reduced him to percentage points:
his uniqueness didn't come out...
A cup of coffee,
a piece of cake...