The man without a TV
The man without a TV gazed at the clouds Passing within Him He is content No need for 'Strictly' or artificial 'Reality' Knowing what is...
The man without a TV
My life?
Why do you try to sanitize life?
Not knowing
Nothing ever happened
Thought is always old
You never left
Gazing softly at the trees
Dewdrop on a blade of grass
No regret
You are innocent
Words
March snow
Spring is near
You and I
Equilibrium
Free will