donderdag 9 februari 2012

My dying right eye

Do you see everything
as clear as I do


At the end
of time
everybody dies


Now I can see
the words
Hidden behind
the sentences
On the blind
pages


We are all 
being seen by
the big golden eye


I wish we
were more
Than we are
right now


The sun shines
around us

donderdag 26 januari 2012

The one before the last


The one before the last

HOFMAN

Lines of Vision


Lines of Vision

HOFMAN

Laughing black guy in the dark



Laughing black guy in the dark

HOFMAN