Tag: tree

I don’t like fiendish illusions
The universe is a weird and wonderful place
Looking at the problem from a different angle
You have to be able to tell the story
A silence of no movement and almost no breath
Remember who planted them
We are like two friends
All those trees
I’ve been here for a long time, though
Going to be dark before long
That tells us nothing
I’d walk away without a cent
How long has this been going on?
Leave me alone
It was almost a form of happiness
They were waiting in shadow
The train paused at a red light on its way into the station
I wonder if you’re like me
People in bathrobes stroll around here at all hours
I concentrated on the flat asphalt ribbon
I had to figure out how I got to this point – and why I was here
And I was suddenly, inexplicably content
No one else wanted me
Where I went I would not go back
I’m sitting in the back seat drunk and I shrug
Then it would start all over again
I’ll paint you tomorrow in water colors
It is a part of the natural order of things
I feel that I can be useful
I liked being in the middle of nowhere
No one thought of leaving
Can we go?
Then the breeze came
She resented the neighbors always brooding overhead
Bad dreams
Soon there will be no turning back
He was loud, boastful, vain, domineering
For the longest time he saw nothing at all
I keep telling you, this is nothing
I don’t know what to do with the rest of my life
There should be traffic lights
… and then they all raced into the trees
I’ve made such a mess of things
The next day was even hotter
The hike had been the man’s suggestion
It’s all a misunderstanding
You’re not safe here
There seemed to be nowhere for the old to reside
Forcibly occupying land
Then everybody went away