i washed my hair
full with your beautiful ideas
i took the shampoo
full with spicy ingredients
envy was put in there
also burning doubts
let’s don’t forget
the dancing yearning
boiling my rapidly moving blood
and lingering there, on the bottom
lies the hope,
glittering like a drop of rainbow
in front of the vermillion sunset
it won`t be gone with
the first gust of the wind
it will always be there
i washed my hair
~ in 2009