Today. Words & Pics

cold, cold day

fog in my mind &
on the way to

a strange place

.

hope for a moment there

but then

maybe not

.

no time to think

back in town
a moment of peace while
ghana kicks off against mali
on tv

and the cappuccino is, well,
it is just right. not perfect.
but perfect would be wrong

.

could have stayed
vanished in my
own personal nothingness

.

reinvented
myself
instead

.

as I always did

.

and it worked

.

as it always did

.

empty

.

then no magic, just
a few words

.

feels like
coming home

in the mirror of 3 lost roses

thanks for reminding me
my strange friend

.

Yes, I do exist