I did nothing,
But then I got interrupted.

I love you.
- Me too, I think that I'm ok.
So you can stay.

I am doing my best.
Not your best, mind you.

Once, I crash-landed on my bed,
And slept the entire night through,
Both the bed and the night never quite recovered from this.

The right colour of day
Makes you dream,
Makes you want to stay
In this happy day.

Sometimes, you have ***,
And then you don't have any ***
For a very long time,
Which could ne perfectly fine,
But usually it *****.

A bar of chocolate
Was left on the table
In a hot sunny day,
And melted away.
His previous owner,
A nice little girl,
Has learned her lesson
In a hard and a molten way.

Let's have a conversation,
And let's go from there
Together somewhere,
To a beautiful place,
Where everything's fair,
But let's have a conversation.

Go back to where you've never been,
This will surely cure your current spleen,
It will help you, I'm telling you, go in,
To a lot of places, where you've never been.

Finally I understood,
That nothing is final,
Not even your current mood.

You are the funniest girl
I have ever seen,
But your jokes about me
Are just mean.

I am alone,
You are alone.
Basically, we are alone.

I moved to different countries,
I went to different theatres,
I talked to different people,
I slept in different beds
(Sometimes with someone in them),
I still have the same problem,
With my mirror every morning.

Two people met in a bar,
Of different sexes,
With no plans for tonight,
And so it was quite alright
To talk and to smile,
To touch and to touch again,
Forgetting one's pain,
And wanting to start again,
All over, and again.

I would like to be lost and found
In a desert or in a rain forest,
Where I think I belong
And where I should go,
Before long.

I was casually dressed,
Like someone who wouldn't look like obsessed,
But my eyes looked and betrayed me.

I approached a group of people,
Who wanted to rob a bank,
But I didn't know that yet.
They looked like japanese tourists,
Unusually concentrated,
So I asked if I can help,
And I could.
Well, now I have some money,
And you know, what's really funny,
I apparently looked like them.

A narrow desert road,
Full of stones,
Is what I usually need,
When I am alone.
I would wake up
And walk the road,
Throwing the stones
Into the sky,
Getting better.
And after all this,
I would write you a letter,
A beautiful letter, full of laugh,
And so my day won't be tough.

After the Big Bang
There was a Big Pizza,
Probably with pepperoni,
Maybe without cheese,
Because the Universe isn't sticky.

I want to be with you,
Not because I worth it,
But because of the emptiness
Around you.

Come home, my dear,
After all the bad things
And strangers around,
Whatever you found,
Come home.

Well,
Now what?
And whose it is all fault?

From one side, it's me,
From another side, it's us,
Please, don't make fuss.

If you forget about something, which is always there,
It might never come back
And you will miss it terribly.

In my station of life,
Some terrible addiction
Would be really something to enjoy tonight.

It's an odd feeling:
Something is going on,
But you aren't,
You are not going on.

I am feeding birds,
Because one day
Birds will feed me the sky.

I love you, like, every time,
I love you in every place,
I'm telling you this, just in case.

I tried,
I tried very hard
To be funny and smart,
Without being obvious.

I crashed out of my skull,
As an alien form,
Floating on the planetary surface
From some old science-fiction movie.

I am crossing the space and the time,
Meeting people,
Which is also probably fine.

I was there
And you were there,
But "there" itself
Just wasn't there.

It doesn't exist,
It's not possible,
It's like an authorised *******.

If you were a book,
I would be a little cosy introductory chapter
To this book.

A wake-up call,
A put-down remark,
Things are necessary,
But not necessarily smart.

I would like a white cherry, once in a while,
Served on a black plate,
Similar to somebody's fate.
I am eating the white cherry,
I am feeling merry.

Don't think too much,
Have fun and rest,
Let's hope for the best,
Let's hope for the best.

Every night,
I'm leaving the reality
That I'm fed up to fight.

There is no easy way to say
That I love you,
Unless I just do it.

Don't you worry, please,
Don't you worry,
It's a developing story.

Could you please,
I beg you, that's the point,
Could you please without disappoint?

The crow flies, and the cartographers
Are making eagerly their maps,
As the poor exhausted crow flies.

A woman has to reinvent herself every day.
A man could use a new shirt sometimes.

I'm not looking for any meaning,
But art objects, when left alone,
Could get useful and do some vacuum cleaning.

I love you,
Also because
You don't make much noise.

The winds have changed directions,
But I wasn't sailing,
I was asleep.

I think,
And that's terrible,
I feel,
And that's even worse.

Flying castles
Could feel quite heavy,
And go down, or join the navy.

The morning silence is everywhere,
Here and there,
Here and there.

My emotions exploded
And I am flying with them,
Conveniently into the sky.