real gone is further out
than around the sun
only the turtles stay close

Dillo Fenderson

three things, two hands
usually means
one hits the ground

Dillo Fenderson

different kinds of sausage
not looking fit to eat
spread out on the kitchen table

Asuguo

it's not what you do
it's who you are
that annoys me

Dillo Fenderson

hopes, wishes, a new life,
future, vanishing.
in a pair of sad eyes

Asuguo

ruining a trousers' leg
is a strange way
of showing affection

Dillo Fenderson

her eyes wide open
still she doesn't
see a thing

Dillo Fenderson

nothing in this life is fair
most bands would have circled
around the sun only once

Asuguo

sleeping and waking
night and day
it's all a blur to me

Dillo Fenderson

people
like stereotypes
who imitatates whom

Dillo Fenderson