Day 1347, from hard to soft. Day's pictures, Poetry I have these hard lines that I endlessly repeat as to soften the world for my digestion
Day 1346, sad rain. Day's pictures, Poetry What did people do when they where sad before there was glass with rain seeping down on it
Day 1345, next door. Day's pictures, Poetry They grew up in other parts and found each other ~ build from the same in difference forms ~ they can only stare at others warped reflections
Day 1344, flow. Day's pictures, Poetry Sometimes you need the blood flow to your head to under- stand
Day 1343, stare. Day's pictures, Poetry Someone’s friend can look at me sometimes as if I am there but not there
Day 1342, more forgotten. Day's pictures, Poetry A roof the least appreciated of what our ancestor invented ~ more forgotten then what came from under its protection ~ culture politics ~ maybe looking at the stars is not that bad
Day 1341, looking far ahead. Day's pictures, Poetry When I go down from this height I slowly loose the route I chose to follow
Day 1340, around. Day's pictures, Poetry This massive rock slowly tumbles through space around the force that caught it ~ with no end in sight only for some limited time a life out of these rocks appreciated this all
Day 1338, sea. Day's pictures, Poetry Standing still on a beach only breadth is reflecting in your mind
Day 1337, digesting. Day's pictures, Poetry At this table my thoughts rest ~ only silhouettes dine with me
Day 1336, darknes. Day's pictures, Poetry They turned off their light ~ insight ~ I can’t see ~ just dark eyes
Day 1335, a … world. Day's pictures, Poetry In an upside up world ~ the wind also blows from the left at some point
Day 1333, tel me. Day's pictures, Poetry I see several layers when you paint me your picture ~ but why did you stop