The time you speak,
The time you go...
If only I was a dreamer
Then everything would be so true...
C: Creative world i have
O: Oppressed inside my head...
Sleepy eyes , awake ! awake !
READ the bible without break...
The harsh light went through the crystal like tear
and like a butterfly...
A poet's sorrow
is missing his pen and paper...
At the bottom
of the button of a rose...
Race with the smoke that whispers in your head
You will be a hero...
I have not repeated myself as much as before...
When I wrote, the repetition seemed to repeat...
When I speak, I use my hypothalamus
Not my Broca's area...
There's a thought in me
that is like a bird...
My landlord is a sweet old lady who calls me mooie...
one day, she gave me a tour of her house. she told...