Poems and memories from my sketchbook, Prague, 2004.
Duet
Everything passes but
Nothing remains in the hall
of mirrors
Climbing through the past
Towards a mirrored World
Of Love Blindness
will not fail the others
In the queue for there is
Nothing left
Of the empty container
Upon the right of
Gadget mountain
Away through space
Particles are one of
Inflation the
Reptiles only come out at
Dawn to offer you
Dreams of sex, drugs and
Rock n roll
Living in my head over
Down on Petrin Hill