There was a time when neighbours spoke,
with smiles and fun and laughs and jokes...
This is corporate jewelry.
The wealthy elderly woman weeping...
From an unforgiving sky one day,
The choking dust blew on its way...
Head In A Screen...
Humility is for the weak!
To hide behind a cross for the pious...
Without one single thought of self,
And for others I would not care...
Incessant flies are buzzing
In these fire-hydrant times...
channel your own thoughts
switch yourself off from it all...
Caught within these painted walls, unable to get...
On endless loops the days pass by...
In the dark, things grow so old.
With no warmth to be felt...
I used to call Australia my tangerine dream:
an island I wanted to peel apart...
~Upside Down~
Before my eyes shut I stop and pray...