Part of the system?
Because whomever is not with me is against me?!
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Lost for words
In a more advanced stage, the work is proceeding just fine. The ancient principle of work division is thoroughly applied.
On top of the world
Now, this is the roof of the water company post.
Open hours
Sometimes when I enter my bathroom early in the morning, or anyway, early for me, I smell the cigarettes one of my neigbours has been having. Trust me, living in blocks of flats doesn’t get more annoying than that. But my place has its sunny side too. The sightings might classify as rare. This is the water-lady. I mean she works for the water company and they have some sort of post between the blocks. Do not imagine they do it like this all the time, but they have been refurbishing for a month or so. Stay tuned for my next post.
Sweet Cubism
In art you can have your cake and eat it too. Art is not to be mistaken for real life.
When the hunter is the game
I looked so hard, my fingers hurt, spending two hours and forty-three minutes to get a positive match. And when I found it, finally, it occurred too me that too often we hide behind our split personality. Just the other day I surprised myself doing that.
And late in the night
I am by myself and I am not. I am deserted and I am surrounded. I have a plan and nowhere to go. I know the words but I cannot tell you one. I could drink but I am not thirsty. I am too much, and that is hardly enough.
Not so early morning
I am supposed to be writing, and indeed I am doing just that. In misplaced purpose, but I think it is some sort of a progress. I open my little black box, now silver - centrino technology incorporated, and I become mesmerised by the mere idea of being online. I don’t surf and I don’t search, not usually. As far as Internet goes, and yes I know it goes a long way, I am a creature of habbit. It is not that I need to be online to survive, but it feels like that. Most of the time I cannot find a reason for me being like that. I certainly like the possibility. I am suspended between the zeros and the ones, there is a lot of potential, yet I succeed at little. Maybe I’ll try to be more clear next time. Now I am busy being online.
Window shopping
Living not single can be sunny and it can be cloudy and sometimes it can be both at the same time. Nevertheless, a couple can be beautiful. For the poetry in my window I am grateful and responsible.
Picture this
I want the World to know, so keep those ears wide open, let your eyes see and your heart embrace it. I finally know how to do it.
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