individuality
is the new word
for egoism

Mrs. Bigglesworth

i knew we had to part
but putting him in the cold box
i felt like i abandoned him

Asuguo

me not dissolving into thin air
to give them their inherited right of way
makes them angry

Asuguo

always leave
after hitting
the high note!

Mrs. Bigglesworth

past apartment blocks
that resemble cell blocks
to the railroad car cemetery

Asuguo

that crazy machine
changed my desktop picture
again, undemanded

Asuguo

looking at the stolen 3d-glasses
makes me think over
civil disobedience and bakteria-traps

Mrs. Bigglesworth

the words float freely,
deliberately, but only add up
to non-communication

Asuguo

for people like me
unemployment seems to be
an unreachable goal

Mrs. Bigglesworth

outside big cities,
the only alternative in austria,
to cars are cars

Asuguo