130217 Balance
You expect. To to hear the sounds. You learn those that you can. You think that the day will come. The balance of a breath. The source of life.
060217 Brand new dream
Unique amongst. You dedicate attention. You don't fool around the world. Precious. The dream is the governor. It leads your wandering. Everything looks like they're brand new.
300117 I want
Silently. I am around. I save the seat. I let counting matching moments. Drops. Are painting a name. Next to: "I want".
230117 Reality #not
She holds out her hand offering a scene in a dream. Reality covers with sky your imagination. Game. She flashes your hours.
160117 A glance
A glance. An glimpse of her own. Aiming. On you. A shine. Lost just when your eyes blinked. Nourishing your hours. You ask. To read the signs right.
090117 Stories within stories
You read. Filling your book with images. You are looking for among the roles. Reader writer. Sharing Irene. You're glad. It's worthwhile.
020117 Life Trial
In the new day. An enemy. Lurks. Hunts. It is not your imagination. It's there, where you count the absence. At the junction where you did not get a choice. At the first step you want to do. Hard times. Between yes and no. It fits. You stumble over him on Mondays. Finding motivations to make your output in life. Again. No need to look for him. He is present. He breathes your hesitation. He is lost during the hours when you build your next step .He suddenly appears. He becomes your interlocutor in the time of your doubt. Unnaturally familiar. It's you. When you're overpowered by fear. It appears in thought. A mirror with two images. Incredibly cynical. He changes the fixed lines you've built. Your defeat is every one of his victory. Indiscipline participation. Grafted by the smell of resignation. A life trial.
