Things to do

seeping out of my sulci

onto my face, my back

Like water coming out

of the mountain rock

Meanwhile my tea

is getting cold



I cyanometer and say

Sorry, Paris, not today

I'm already in love 

till Monday




Saw a big city
It's dense with 
traffic and fried smells
There were an old cab
turned zombie car
shiny things and river vibes
I need to get out more
But when I'm back
our sweet community is where it's at



Play play play
he tolerates
everything else 
does he not?



When an illness surfaces
it's a sign
something has been healed
Rejoice



Store-bought lettuce 
has bugs in it
Ah! Squishy feelings
of summer



Years I thought

I didn't want this body 

the weight of a shell

dragging it back & fro

How happy I am now

within it

Oh how it moves

and feels & feeds 

my soul

Berries of life

explosion of senses

Mor

e... yes...



Many mysterious jars
fill my fridge
my life
Maybe one day
I'll try on Macondo life
just to label everything



If you'd managed
to come up with a question
The answer
is already within you 
Of course



You may come 
only to read air 
of spring A jazz
Чай не предлагать



Feasting on mountain colours

zipping past the clouds

Miles hand cutting past digits

like the smooth timbre

coming from the speakers 

Kids chilling in the back

This is a happy place

Disregard me screaming in the isles 

the night before




Laziness is only
that
which doesn't entice
responsibility



Cake for breakfast
is most important
What if there's no more
throughout the day



Don't seek truth
in palaces
where you can't laugh



Don't rejoice 
first thing this morning
and you're still asleep



Wider 

more. Bigger

Expansive. Keep

going. Move all

boundaries out

I'll witness you



"The best compliment I can give someone is that living with them is as good as living alone."

С праздником всех нас, самых обаятельных, любящих красавиц и умниц! С 8 марта! 



The trees there
will grant you wishes 
Start getting ready
practice believing 



My mythical creatures are
calm, adequacy and perfection
Perfection isn't ours, though
As Remarque said
its place is at the museum



I'm in krizalism
from my youth 
Especially as random
memories pop in
Remember there it was -
half a kg of cocaine 
in the rental car



Anything is possible

just don't forget your

Rose Buds



I press buttons 
put machine on delay 
and watch laundry 
get done by itself