Pulling the blue sky toward me, light kite, aluminium.
The American dream, England first, second, dinner and
a closing speech. Memories of a girl and boy, catching
crickets in the morning dew. The sky falling down, when
looking behind sweet love. A broken heart I found in her

dream, it makes me sad. I used to play outside, chasing
butterflies blue & white. A picture inside, wide fields
and green meadows burning in the sun. It was like summer
or something close to an endless groping. Ample darkness
when dawn came. Rising his wings over me, no more sky...

https://youtu.be/oKxuiw3iMBE

Hot weather

Translations degrees and Celcius, thin white shirt, ready
going into town, monday... Small window opportunities
to fill my day and sky, blue and powered by the sight of you,
in the sun and the music panasonic... Office chair empty,
the day will never come, and I keep staring at you and me...

City skyline in morning goldshine, a little boat crossing the
river, life can be so simple when looking, but new watch tells
the story is different, big is cosmopolitan, metropolitan, closing
the angles, and corners where you are buying your stuff. Beauty
is unmoving through buildings and traffic jams inside my mind

Ahead of time the paper says it all, when unwritten. Hot
weather and you need to splash with something that isn't
water, so you are told. I am listening to your words, songs
to build expectations coming from near and far, a new in-
spiration dripping from your fountain, I see the city...

Midnight

Sweet taste, toothpaste, if I was the orthodontist. Mid-
night, wide mirror of the idiot that I am seeing, making
faces, clean and smart, I see too many sides of me in small
seconds. I have the power with me, in here, with no music
or poetry. I am on semi senses, kind and deceptive. Water

is my enemy, I turn around and you are smoking a cigarette.
A split universe, verbal and non verbal. At midnight here is
where I am, a heart that is beating in forgotten worlds. She is
still here with me, and I am crossing my toes. Ducktaping
the word 'Help' together, she smiles and I am all teeth. Weird.

https://youtu.be/Vol3J-rF5wI

Gemini 2019 (Cancer)

https://youtu.be/xxKJlmVLkKc

Cancer homogeneous disease

inflaming and incurable, the third

heaven, death inevitable catching

living tails and tissues, final ending

of the young and old. My family, my sister...


With backs against the wall, larger than life.

Beyond the white star, luminous light, en-

closing her life, suffocating her living memory.

Why cry and why tear(ing) our hearts out? Cancer

our generation, we live on, hoping and praying...

https://youtu.be/-0SmXVrLlZ4