Poems and Thoughts

  • If I look long enough, they appear after appearing. And every step brings me closer to disappearing. Further than I can look, behind what I’m wearing. It is not about this anymore, but the infinite behind. No step brings me closer to what I want to find. Every step brings me back to the start,…

  • Wonder what’s like to go straight. I got the up, it is only a matter to wait. Standing higher than the biggest peak, swimming lower than the deepest point in sea. A moment someone made me walk, the world felt colder than an ice-bad on a summer- day.  Live gets so excited that I would…