pictures
Day 1316, holes.
Day's pictures, Poetry
It looks like
there are
perfect holes
in our logic
~
you can
if you want
measure
where they are
Day 1314, where I.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The parts
where the sun
doesn’t shine
where I
like
to be
looking at the outlines
of the forms
of our live’s
Day 1312, remembrance.
Day's pictures, Poetry
When we erect
with remembrance
colorful scaffolding
~
we can already see
the shape
of what we wish
Day 1307, salted rain.
Day's pictures, Poetry
3 colorful pillars
have lost
their shine
~
stuck
in a corner
no longer bearing
heavens
~
the salted rain
will tear them down
Day 1305, echo.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The lights still
shines
in the house
of worship
and
the words and music
still
echoes
silently
Day 1304, poison.
Day's pictures, Poetry
In the shadows
of thousands
~
factories
of poisonous
sweat
~
our home
dismantles
Day 1301, forms.
Day's pictures, Poetry
If I stare
standing up
upwards
at a tree
long enough
~
natures forms
will be slowly
drawn
in to
me
Day 1295, in time.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I see my home
is
frozen in time
when the door opens
and I
step in
side
where my life
waits
for me
Day 1294, inside or out.
Day's pictures, Poetry
It is hard to see
if
these reflections
are
from where I
stand
or if they are
real
Day 1292, ceiling.
Day's pictures, Poetry
From here
I can see
from the inside
the ceiling
the limit
and
the sky
without
Day 1291, reflection.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The light
in the building
I am
is reflected
indirectly
from an outside
I can’t see
~
from here
Day 1288, holes.
Day's pictures, Poetry
My road
to the world
and home
is poorly paved
~
I filled some holes
but they are hard to avoid
and soon
show their true depth
again
~
now
I descend in them
slowly
to spare my nerves
Day 1287, dirt.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I unearthed
my house
and try
~
to be
~
human
Day 1285, death.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Death
on my way
I fear
sometimes
my
imagination
how it
will be
Day 1284, roof.
Day's pictures, Poetry
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