365 12/28

 

Remember, he said, memory is a poor man's prison.

Make to have and to love on live infinitive

365 7/27

and for a long moment I'm still in

I wished and wished and wished

the moment would not end.

And just like that it vanished.

365 6/11

Love's last urgency is earth

and grief is all gravity

and the long fall always

back to earliest hours

that exist nowhere

but in one's brain.

365 8/21

Bright hives humming inside of us, in spite of us...