run of the mill

WoaH!

the Air is hoT!

I can See loTs of biRds.

the grass Is exTremely grEen.

lOts of Nice flowers.

Tons of Happy pEople.

Some of Us get icecReam For a treAt.

i paCkEd a SandwicH tO eat at the park.

it was a yUmmy Lunch.

Dad NOTiced a BEautiful sail bOat on the Vast sEa.

i Really LOve jump rOping on the blacK top.

SummEr is my favorite season and i hope it never enDs.

blueprint

fadedforgottenforsaken.

gone.

ceased.

goodbye.

die.

oh, stop with the cruel humor,you know it's not true!

...but it is, don't be blinded.

an assortment of thoughts...

*humbled by the wind that reminded them they are human bulldoze down the fresh parsley and clip the envelope closed with a ticket stub that held countless memories it's fixed yes i have no more agony from the car that drove by and honked the sound of yelping dogs among the piles of fresh fruit there was a lone shoe who lost it's way in the world when it tried to save a bird look yonder a sail boat floats and rocks with the waves peacful scenes are often dreamt to escape chaos and also calmness boring days are made less so by claping loudly and crossing legs oh why must intertwining herbs be so scarce in this damn world?

connected / -dis

unplugged suddenly, i am isolated.

restless for nothin g much.

talk just to have somethin g to listen to.

walk just to be in motion.

touch just to be stimulated by anything remotely intriguing.

reach out my hand, it is 'nt grasped.

i 'm clinging to air.

drum drum drum

tap tip tap tip

patiently awaiting any glimmer of you in my monotonous day.

only in the early hours i am at peace, when i slip away into a dream.

there, i see you.

the image yields my perfect fantasy, no sensual details, just you.

i wake, and out of euphoria i am torn.

tap tip tap tip

drum drum drum

i wait again, wait until i am re-.