Tag: vegetation

I wonder if they ever get tired?
Oh, it must be lovely to kill a dragon!
Do you know anything about this?
Not everything goes round and round.
But, to be fair, it is hard to dance in water.
It’s a pose: it can’t last long.
See how it happens.
You get used to it.
We don’t have to talk about this anymore.
So are we good?
After that, they were silent.
Want to play a game with me? Please. It’s fun.
He had a life. I’m sure he’s out there living it.
You know what I mean.
Can you hear me? a disembodied voice asks.
From then on, they had remained close.
Everything was a kind of game.
There’s nothing I can do for you.
I don’t know what that was.
You’re both and neither.
Out of nowhere.
Keeping time wasn’t hard for you.
That was the sound of pain.
But inside every kind of sound lurked a sadness.
You were finding out that everything made a sound.
But it is so, so beautiful.
They passed like afternoon hours, like breath.
One never noticed the soothing parts of life.
I don’t even understand me.
Immediately the atmosphere changed.
Whatever he wanted he could have.
Whatever he thought about he could see in front of him.
Gone Fishin’
And it felt right and true.
There’s nothing the matter.
Everything’s fine.
Maybe he just has nothing to say.
They stood in little groups.
Don’t look at me.
I don’t want to talk.
Or are we near-strangers, just assuming and pretending?
Do we understand each other?
Learn to love the numbness.
There are versions of happiness.
They were awake, but it was a dream.
So what do you think they should do?
So how does it feel over there?
Things are going well.
What’s a typewriter?
No matter where in the world.