Puddles

Skilful joy,
and a lovely tap on your shoulder.

Little bumps,
small hurdles.

Teddy bears,
fluffy cakes.

Soft memories,
grand openings.

Doors you get thru,
Future that forgets you.

Left behind,
wandering.

Stealing thoughts,
running errands.

Pretending it's denial,
proving and not believing.

Solving,
and never ending.

Kopflos

To your riotous tunes,
wrathful persona,
and ugly names.

For your strike is not aimed
at essence.
It is a real as flesh
crawling at your feet.

Fear no romance spelt in big letter words.
Fear no warmth evaporated in on the rocks of your soul.
Fear not the fear of crushing down everything there is to me.

Not in your own possession, are laughter and success,
Not in my own demons, lies the key to destruction,
Not for the spirits or higher grounds that lie beyond.

Rise up to your time,
face up to your meaning,
and surrend.

Mercy

Let me hear words,
and feel the wisdom within.
Play with me for as long as you like,
swirl my words into nonsense.
Prove me wrong and do me right.

For I feel nothing can change the way it is.
For I fear there is no wisdom,
Just nothingness and greyness.

No kind hearts or gracious souls,
No deep meanings and fruitful lives.
Just me,
at your mercy.

Hide and seek

Close you hand,
Tightly hold my life.

It's not that I don't see you,
If you feel me wondering
with my eyes.

It's not that I don't know you,
If you don't hear me asking questions.

It's the cold splash on my cheek,
On a faint idea of reality we will never meet.