floating traffic from a high tower
a child and a butterfly
swimming in a deep lake
lifted up up up
heart of calculations?
who's exploiting whom?
utterly selfish
and the question of money
words knock
shells crack
"don't gimme that look!"
fragments float
a shattered mirror
kaleidoscope
fortunately
there
is
time
Fingerprints on my back
an old bike rattles
Whistle gropes
riddle smile:
"It takes a year to know me"