Sometimes it’s hard,

To find room,

To see, ...

To be visible,

Or blend in.

Maybe stay in the fringe, ...

Blue, white and green.

Wonder which flag it is.

Painted grass, ...

Did someone,

Blow a hole in you?

“No. ...

Let’s fly to the skies.

Float on the breeze.

Dive to the ground, ...

I remember the day.

Early autumn,

Still warm, ...

Like you…

Crunchy outside,

Soft and delicious inside. ...

Nothing appears coherent.

A mishmash of feet,

Wings, and ...

Old,

Has charm.

A soothing warmth. ...

Do not enter!

One-way street signs,

All around the city. ...

Dawn.

Staring,

Waiting, ...

Trying to understand,

Or make sense,

Of it all. ...

Today,

Things feel hazy.

Little, ...

A swiss commentator,

Clearing his throat loudly,

Live on air, ...

Which to take.

Where to go.

Who to see. ...

The sun sets,

In the tranquility of empty,

Frozen fields. ...

Normally crowded,

Today deserted.

Strange solitude, ...

Cutting words,

Can hurt the soul.

Like bullets, ...

There’s always one,

In every crowd.

Happy, ...

Side by side.

The old and young.

Complementing. ...