photo by Jason Buice
What a difference
A beautiful lampshade makes
An old feather duster
Drop of oil in a hot pan
A slave to your bodies
Unique tools
The last wishes
Of dying men
You define human strength
A mother of nature
Child to the future
There are riches never dreamed of
Gold in places long forgotten
Hair in the wind
We face it holding hands
Hairy hands holding the wind
The dick bone
of a dead white whale
Stirring the pot
The mead of green vegetables
The red broth stews inside
Like lava underground
From this pot
We will feed many
Schwervon! 