He or she who can put pen to paper
And write words for all to cherish and savour...
Sometimes, I’m a cracked egg
laughing...
Carry my bones with you
If you survive...
I am here
there for here is an extension...
They were there to rescue me,
and you may ask, what from...
At dawn, thrushes and finches
decorate her windowsill...
I listen to your signal -
synthwaves on a sailboat...
The lace hung from the rafters,
a piece stuck in time...
you collected shells
in your heart...
I want to sing,
oh love...
stress me, stress me, stress me
stress why I should be stressed...
river, river
flowing down...