The juncture below

The juncture below

That day he needed to cross
You know

The pass below

That highway juncture point






Where even city lights

Don’t show

You know

Sin, vice & perdition






And guess what

He crossed it alone

And since that he realized

He’ll ever walk alone

VABM 2010-11-08

Sunday’s night stupor

Sunday’s night stupor

You can sense

Next week omen

Inside the whirlwinds

Rounding the garbage bins






You can even smell it

In the old newspapers

During this week’s

Ending moments






I’ll save you the work

Of digging inside the trash cans

Please continue enjoying

This funny Sunday’s night stupor:






Everything will remain normal

Unless earth shake

And if a big stone from sky

Don´t smash our plans

VABM Sunday, November 07, 2010 9:20:27 PM