Wish

We'll shatter the sky together and then we are going to clumsily keep trying to put it back together. It'll take out whole lives, to come to the end, and then, we'll see all the plastic people that stood in our way. Then we'll see that the sky can't be reassembled, cause if it is, we could never see the stars that live in the reflection of you eyes...

When she goes away

When she goes away, the hug is still here - an empty set. A trace. When she goes away, even the sky arranges it self differently. The air is filed with a strange sent unlike the one she hauls... I see characters of a parallel universe, lingering in the empty streets and overcrowded yards, behind the curtains that never stop moving... When she goes away, only the hug remains. An empty set...

Contemplations

No! Don't even try to save a man who's drowning in mud. He'll pull you along with him, even if it's the last thing that ever came to his mind. You know, even little children know that some people can become good only in death. And the bitch, continues to take the ones she shouldn't... I talked in my dream. I talked with my dead friend, which I hadn't said a word to while she was alive. She said to me - keep on walking your own road! Don't leave loneliness, cause it certainly won't leave you...