365 5/27

With myopic eyes we strain

and knock at memory.

The ocean is not here.

365 3/10

Earth without art is eh 

365 9/27

Way down by the stream

How sweet it will seem

Once more just to dream in

The moonlight

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 3/7

because tic clocks toc don't make

a toctic difference

to kisskiss you and to 

kiss me

365 1/6

Illusions and pipe dreams on the one hand

And straight reality is always cold

365 6/7

Yuck is everywhere you are not

365 11/2

365 8/9

of New York yet to come