Nemmeno oggi.
Dear Buster,
I don’t know exactly how and why, but you give meaning and energy to my life. Thank you.
A new dawn and twilight
with nothing special to tell.
And today
Satori.
Another day
With nothing to tell.
And today
nothing to say.
And today
nothing to say.
Nothingness
still occupies my mind.
Like a desert…
Nothing to say for miles…
A shred…
…of nothingness.