haiku of flesh

March 19, 2013

drop of meat, ocean of misery


Our means

March 9, 2013

words are the distance they pretend to cover… flesh the gap it tries to bridge.

The garden of today

March 5, 2013

The past… I have lost nothing in it. Take me to the garden of today… everything in it is alive.


– The garden of today –

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