Thursday, October 14th 2004
in summer, without looking
kids cross the bike lane
in autumn it's mostly rats
laziness makes me
show more trust
than i should
actions, not necessarily mine
change reactions
i need to disappear
even without wind
it's freaking cold
only motion keeps me warm
Wednesday, October 13th 2004
when he left the house he had
forgotten that he never wanted
to be bigger than life
haiku lost
in space between
waking and sleep
Tuesday, October 12th 2004
the only time i can focus
on the way that lies before me
is when cycling through the dark
faces like masks,
hollow, lifeless eyes
the every day traffic blues
riding down a street
which changes direction
right beneeth me
Monday, October 11th 2004
a salesgirl from bipa told me
that my job must be boring.
this leaves me a bit surprised