the loudmouthed idiots
win
once again

Dillo Fenderson

der glückliche zufall
ist eine
olfaktorische gefahr

Asuguo

today
it’s open house
on the bike lane

Asuguo

he’s like a scooter
you still smell him
after he’s long gone

Asuguo

i am planning
on planning
to plan something

Asuguo

the roofs
remain
in winter

Dillo Fenderson

there is
no destination
only the journey

Asuguo

my chimney
wears
a hat

Asuguo

doubling down
on being
annoying

Dillo Fenderson

it's hard not to move
while you are pushed
to the ground

Dillo Fenderson