Monday, February 12, 2007

A poem...

Sometimes when I am on my bicycle,
I feel like an icicle.

(composed in situ on the streets of Berlin)

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Such poetry, such hidden depths, such ability to stir the emotions. I stand in awe of the genius that is your creativity. WAZ

Anonymous said...

You need a girlfriend, no wait you have one, then you need a job, no wait you have one of those(sort of), then you need a life. The last one, definitely. Paul