She says she can
smell yellow.
She says she can
...
At night
I visit
the village
...
“Ooooh! ”
“Ooooh! ”
Radio singing to
...
The tree
undresses itself
shyly sheds its leaves
...
Oh you were so
quiet
I hardly heard you
...
He is tired
of Life.
Comes in after a hard day's work...
...
South of Sorrow
North North West of Pain
I search for you &...
...
Her mind
was a Mobeus strip
which every now & then
...
One by one
they march
under the shining
...
Reluctant to let
go of the least trace of her
voice on the mobile
hears her smile tell another
...