was an angel
When all you desire
is the light of the moon,
even thousands of stars
will leave you unimpressed
Here’s a secret:
I don’t want to take photographs anymore but don’t know what else to do with myself.
how the right words
from the wrong mouth
suddenly lose their worth
i don’t much believe in astronomy
and don’t understand those who do-
if all my self and future
has been predetermined by cosmos and constellations
why should i have to try for much at all?
“If no one understands your work perhaps you just haven’t reached the right audience.”