Radioactive Thoughts ;

I’ve been losing sleep
Thinking about the immensity of space

About the grandness of this living dessert
How we’re only mere grains of sand

And my eyes close
and think of somewhere quite far,

Somewhere safe, where I can put the night into a box.

I am here
Or there, or elsewhere.
In my beginning.


I’m writing a book.It was not planned, but, well, it happened.