Day 1481, crossing in tension.
There are these
million of lines
criss crossing
in the empty space
where my thoughts
my mind
lies calmly
on this
tension
Day 1424, reflection
Looming
from the shadows
~
a reflection
behind bars
~
seeks day light
Day 1423, their own.
A lucent winter
reflects
on the morning
sun
~
the road ahead
empty
but I
don’t
slow down
~
my thoughts
go
their own
way
Day 1339, window.
Through a dirty
window
the sun
goes under
several
times
Day 1338, sea.
Standing still
on a beach
only breadth
is
reflecting
in
your mind
Day 1320, animals.
An animals stare
leaves no words
behind
but makes us
wonder
why
Day 1319, out to dry.
I had this thought
once
the ink was still wet
when I hung it
outside
to
dry
but the wind changed
and it flew away
Day 1316, holes.
It looks like
there are
perfect holes
in our logic
~
you can
if you want
measure
where they are
Day 1297, thoughts.
Its the dirt road
at my house
in the morning
that I drive
on
~
where they stare
at me
each day
~
if I stop
to look closer
they run
cowardly
~
like sheep
Day 1294, inside or out.
It is hard to see
if
these reflections
are
from where I
stand
or if they are
real
Day 1289, waterline walk.
A walk
towards
~
with my friend
conversation
~
I see us
in the reflection
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 1236, staples.
What I have to tell
is ripped off
long ago
only
what is left
are old
staples
Nochrisis
Day 1188, constant order.
Mechanical waves
hit
in a constant
order
like nature
interfered
by my
thoughts
Nochrisis
