a street full of people
is even more frightening
than one full of cars

Dillo Fenderson

down on my hands and knees
crawling through mud
avoiding to disturb bats

Asuguo

animals in the night
i wouldn't even know they were there
if they didn't try to flee

Dillo Fenderson

passing me by
in flow with the traffic
a bike towing a driverless bike

Asuguo

loving them
for giving you something
even more shallow than yourself

Asuguo

the city lights still illuminating
the road, soon i'll be swallowed
up by the darkness completey

Asuguo

firewood stacked along the wall
shovels besides the entrance
these folks are set up for winter

Asuguo

heavy clouds and fog
hanging over the treetops
never saw these woods so dark

Asuguo

full moon
shining through
a window of clouds

Dillo Fenderson

when everything is the same
color of grey, it's hard to
tell the road from the ditch

Asuguo