Tired days go by
While the perspective changes
And shows desirable scenarios for the future.
The questions of yesterday
Have found their answer
But left new doors open.
A single experiment
Cannot solve everything
As it can hardly feed my greedy monster
For a day.
Monster
My monster wants to look forward
It craves for novelty and answers,
For stories well told.
I feed it articles and newspapers,
The opulence of the Internet makes him choke.
It rests when my questions are set
And written down for walking to tomorrow.
Beetle
Like a beetle I crawl
To the frontiers of the mind
Searching for new words
Asking for new images
And demanding sharper feelings
To describe and feed
My inner curiosity
And my hungry monster.
