seine tiefschwarzen augen
sagen deutlich
beweg dich nicht

Mrs. Bigglesworth

holding my breath
to hear sun
touching the snow

Mrs. Bigglesworth

8-bit music in the background,
evading falling drops of water.
am I a video game character?

Dillo Fenderson

i more often forget
that i don't have a bookmark
than the page number

Asuguo

people are hell
the rest
is theory

Asuguo

in this crowd i feel
as out of place as a bucket
of water in the desert

Asuguo

i am wastig
my time
with nonsense

Mrs. Bigglesworth

the creatures greed
for creation should
be more discreet

Asuguo

working amongst dead people
creates an absence
of intention

Mrs. Bigglesworth

pushing things out of reach
when you can't move
creates frustration

Dillo Fenderson