the only time i can focus
on the way that lies before me
is when cycling through the dark

Asuguo

faces like masks,
hollow, lifeless eyes
the every day traffic blues

Asuguo

a salesgirl from bipa told me
that my job must be boring.
this leaves me a bit surprised

Asuguo

it's driving through
bigger cities that messes
with your body and mind

Asuguo

i don't have enough pockets
to carry with me all the chewing gum
i'd need for this town

Asuguo

tonight surprise comes as
rainfall and overshadows
the search for new limits

Asuguo

looking at the traffic is
far less attractive than
looking good, behind the wheel

Asuguo

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

Asuguo

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

Asuguo

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

Asuguo