Take it off from any checklist


Time is cashing out

I have slowed down to a tree

Poetry takes away what is in front of your face

Where does it all go?

Dog watches gopher

I am sixty-nine

How can I love them all?

Poetry is your fruit

Don’t think too much

Is this why time ran out?

Was a badly ordered checklist

There is little left

What is there no time for?

Love your love


That’s my exercise

Chasing time

Closing time

I can’t get used to this


I was daydreaming


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