Over his years he had collected then
Not being sure of their date or place
Finding them digging the thatchers
Seventeenth century wasteland plot.


Stone Age in style and shape combine
To give a sense out of today’s machine
Fashioned by hand to be implements
On a windowsill now like organic rocks.


Love Mary **

my heart got fat

i won't
be able to get anywhere at the last moment
jump into arms
fall in love
crash against compromise

from now on
i'll be always in advance
                                            at waiting rooms

The green leaves are playing with rain
and I'm feeling lonely this evening.
I remember it was raining
Last year we were here together
I still miss that day more than anything!

When the raindrops touch your beauty
and make you feel pleasure
Yet I just keep watching where
with my thirsty eyes
and I deeply enjoy your wet black hair!

I have stopped writing to enjoy your dance
in the rain and just have dreamed that,
Don't be shy onto me just dance
and don't hide your rainy face
Maybe I'm a new bird in your rainforest!

You know I'm a stranger
My country is far away from you
But I'm impressed with your lank wet hair!
When the evening has become darker
and the rain has stopped, I'm feeling lonely again!

I want to talk to him
Who comes into my dream
and looks so handsome,
Yet I don't know his name
and where is his clime
But I have a crush on him!

May I talk to him?
Mom, may I talk to him!
He comes into my dream
I need him to talk,
'Cause I have a crush on him!

My eyesight is getting dim
everything except him,
'Cause, he looks so awesome.
I can't sleep at night
It just I feel his light
and I melt into him!

I feel fly in the sky
like a bird so high
I feel this for the first time.
Sometimes I smile alone
and hide from everyone
Maybe I'm falling in love with him!

we live in filters—
products of vanity