Sophie

She came in in that dress, on that stiletto, spoke her accent..


..and I was a steel melting in supernova..

Metamorph

It hurts to grow up..

Humans know not..

Ask a butterfly pressing open its hard cocoon..

Only to live for a week or so..

Joyful Road and Being

The joyful celebration of winning a war is always stained with the smell of death..

Life is hard, life is bitter, none would object..

Regret. And be frowned upon!

"The Road Not Taken" rings the inner ear..

Behind you bent the leaves from your tired knees..

A small proof of nature, whispering "once you were alive"..