i no longer wanted to be
the subject of a dizraeli song
so i left the coast

Asuguo

if rainbows go from
left to right, i found the end
but no pot filled with gold

Asuguo

the passengers
of the mercedes
fulfill every cliche

Asuguo

i can survive a hike through
death valley but not
a few hours on the beach

Asuguo

just a short glimpse into
their world, makes me believe
the dutch guy was right

Asuguo

a neatly ordered
nightmare
in matching colors

Asuguo

similar but not the same
a different world
for less than a day

Asuguo

don't make plans
intending to
execute them

Dillo Fenderson

writing poetry
should require
a license

Dillo Fenderson

you are always
alone before
the big mother

Dillo Fenderson