Monday, January 14, 2013


Green is turning out to be my favorite colour these days.
And for everything that is just not mine.
I know for instance that we are not even good friends just a habit that must continue or end
And yet I hope that you and I would have a conversation quite real.
There the conscious soul needs to replace a fallen spoon
And yet the water flowing out of the tap can wait
I don't know for certain anymore
How long before the pond is cleared off its moss
I don't know for sure
If it has an end or a new beginning
But its green today and seems unlikely to change