The great scream

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!







I have the need to scream.

Will you hear me then?





I will turn the volume to max.

An under pillow cosmic. . .

(Oh that jazz..)

Under the pillow on my bed, there was a secret world. I found new stars, a big, blue, happy sky and a lot of white fluffy clouds. There was no rain, no dark clouds, no sad days. The Sun was shining all day long!! And the Moon at night was giving the lovers a light to guide their way. The trees were dancing on Louis Armstrong's music, the girls were singing together with him, and the boys were trying to win the girl's hearts. There was no tough silence, there were no salty tears. Everything around was you, me and our beautiful city.

There were no goodbyes or farewell songs.







photo by: Jeffrey Becom