Another evening
A cup of lemonade
There is no sugar
Another war
Mosquitoes full of blood
Ice melts, summer’s end
Friends vanish, hypocrisy numbs minds
A slow heart attack
A semi-nightmare
More like a dream
Free-falling in Australia, inside the lift
I call it elevator
Contemplation of death
Hiccups woke me up
Everyone bleeds
Times are changed, songs outdated
Will I make it?
Searching for something
Validation boils the soul
Another dead mosquito
Blood on the white wall
Blood on my hand
You should eat more fruit
You should exercise more
Fruits are nice
Watermelons are in season
It is always a hard choice
What kind of remedies?
Blueberries are nice
The past was better
They take anti-depressants
Purple-coloured berries
What does normal mean anyway?
Something I said
Here is another mosquito
It is almost ten
You behave in a anti-future manner
So they cancelled me
I guess that is alright
They'll pay me next Friday
Got a piece of land?
Well, slow down
Love is something isn’t it?
You selfish bastard
I think it was a nightmare
The years I might remember
What was that again son?
Newspapers were stolen
I could work in a café
Your cholesterol is high
Do you want to make it?
Green grapes
Some mosquitoes eat fruit
It takes time
Females like blood
I believe I am in the spectrum
Nonsense
Another mosquito
Lights off
