The cobwebs are
on my walls.
They are quiet,
grey and still.
My room is
square and
hot this summer.
I think of
many things.
Outside, I
look for the
almost extraordinary
and I found you.
2015
The cobwebs are
on my walls.
They are quiet,
grey and still.
My room is
square and
hot this summer.
I think of
many things.
Outside, I
look for the
almost extraordinary
and I found you.
2015