Day 1842, tool.
Day 1841, reaching to far.
If you start building
make sure you have everything nearby
otherwise you might fall over
when you have to reach far
Day 1268, tools.
The tools
of a thinker
a window to look
from under
a sunshade
for the harsh
light
Day 1263, ancient.
I see
an ancient landscape
where my roots are
detached forever
and my mind
an artificial
line
Day 1258, fading out.
When the wind is over the horizon
and the evening calms
the dark sea reflects
~
your thoughts fall
in silence
with nothing
Day 1252, web.
Still
face down
arms and legs spread out
touching the air
close to the ground
~
silence
the world is not
Here?
Day 1247, long arc.
Roads can turn
on a long arc
but hardly ever
reach the opposite
direction
Nochrisis
Day 1246, draft.
Looking on your own
self
portrait
mystery
Nochrisis
Day 1243, on the run.
Peaceful
resting
on the run
between trees
that hide
the sun
Nochrisis
Day 1242, turning.
The sun disappeared
and the memory of her
paints a beautiful picture
Nochrisis
Day 1240, Fear.
Vertigo rushed in
and I look to my shoes
and see no ground
Nochrisis
Day 1239, staring in the wind.
This house
is somewhere
where the blue horizon starts
and the road ends
the weathered paint reminds you
of all the days
you just stood there
staring in the wind
Nochrisis
Day 1238, left.
A lone figure
waiting
for the mist
besides a road
~
left there
standing
as the winner
Nochrisis
Day 1236, staples.
What I have to tell
is ripped off
long ago
only
what is left
are old
staples
Nochrisis
Day 1233, fabric.
The cracks
in the fabric
spanning around
me
are keeping it
together
Nochrisis
