This woman, she did all that she could..she never went far, she bloomed where she stood.  There was rain, but seldom was there any light. So she lived as a flower that bloomed in the night.

the past was
not perfect

and everyday
will be the past

…

the world is
not perfect

and we are
the world

…

I am broken
and maybe

I broke you

and if I say
I was wrong

will you

let me live
and learn

will you

let me be
a human

being doing
the best that

I can

I will take my car,
And I will cross the continent with my car,
I will come back with my car,
And I will tell to my car, that I am very sorry.

Your old emails
Laying on my imaginary table,
Waiting for a wind to be scattered.

We are all soldiers
Fighting famine and sadness.
We’re fighting ourselves too, I think.
What a painstaking task
That we assign ourselves.

neon-green skin
steely cold chin
x-breed terror creatures
a strong and ancient kin...









they are here to win