How is it?

To write or not is

To nothing from here

As to find out nothing

Not to be

As to think is write

To say

Hello beautiful people

We are now Plutonians!?

Once we were living..

Then is ash upon us,

Destined to death and dead

Is all that was said

I love you also

Sometimes there in waters

In rivers

Inside boats

Life going forwards

Like then

And this is how it goes

As the sound is calling

Follow that shining nose

She is bare feet running

Fog engulfing her

And in silent breathing

Shuts a door

Never more.

I believe in people, because people really are very smart.