Aerate..

it is a good moment to aerate my dreams

Cactus..

I planned to grow a cactus on my soul

yet, I applied too much water

Depriving..

why depriving me of my right to whine

when I feel like whining?

Mask..

scrub your mask off

show your face

stand naked before them

wait for stones

Taking over..

the cynical me is taking over the idealistic me

it is better this way
for now

Being..

I might try being someone else
just for a day

Ditch..

I am little surprised that I am in a temporary roadside ditch
I am much surprised that I don't panic to flounce out

Path..

drowned in the puddle of everyday flatness
she follows her path of sandwiches and socks

Stress..

if I wanted to dispose of all the recently accumulated stress

I would have to bike to eternity and back

Accidents..

sometimes words swerve off roads
and have accidents

Soul..

slimmed from winter thoughts
my soul glides down head over heels
right through the spring air

Vices..

I am a humble set of vices
among the haughty sets of virtues