5th of August 2017

bullet proof bullet proof I drink from the cup of truth to save me
He is standing on the stage and sings
To erase me
Along the edge of the mountains the grey claws of clouds
Threatening the other sides mood
I don't wanna clap I don't wanna meet you
You are the one who deceives
You are the one who irritates me the most
In this country
I wish to climb the edge of the hill
To use my body to feel to sense
I only know who I am when I use my body
Random daydreams dissolve
Drink the passion fruit wine

26th October 2016

It is like he drank a juice of the finest berries

The liquid that dissolves the wrinkles that had left him thinking

Deep red sour taste that leaves stains on your tongue

Yesterday the dog was crying

Loud and long

I kept wondering in my mind

How I could comfort her

Stroke her skin with berry stains of my tongue

While we undress

Naked by the light of the moon

I want to grab those berries

Berries that will bring me back in time

13th of June

we walked together

I knew something was on your mind

2 bottles of rum

I smoked a cigarette 

while other men stared at me

I smoked alone you made a phonecall

I like to spend time with you

I remember we

went to search for a cave

I navigated on my memory  

on a flat rock litten by moon light we rested

I had been there with someone with a different name

I did not observe 

you knew

I drunk 

To be drunk

To tell more about my past

Lingering on

Sweeping behind me 

When we walked together

Under the carresing moonlight

Sweeping behind me

The shadows on the yellow thick grass

The thorns ripping and scratching my legs

I don't care I like pain I said

'I knew you like plants'

secrets grew out of the hole of your body 
She 
secrets you did not share with anybody else

I also thought that I must have been overwhelmingly 

Present 

in this empty field

Under the stars

Empty bottles were thrown

Secrets spilled

Sealed off 

On the road

Back to the hostel

Should I write it all down?

13th June 2017

I follow the path 2 hours later than you
I wonder if you are there in the space
With old streetlights on a balcony overlooking
The space
You appear in the pictures on the wall
With a smiling face
The other people don't remind me of something

Each time we meet I wonder what to say
Suggesting a cup of tea
I also know it does not matter
The words we waste
The time that is spend
The months have gone by

Still every day at the same time
I wonder if you walk on that path
Along the roots of the trees and the
Barely visible black water
It is part of a routine that soon will be over

Sometimes I open the door to see you there
Sometimes I open it and your not there
I feel blank being reduced to this experience
My blue feet stopped my routine
It keeps me company now
Instead of the words wasted
The nightly walks in circles
The time has chased
The hot air
You have to write