
There are colorful people
that suck you in
to their darkness
the part of you
that can
think for instance

There are colorful people
that suck you in
to their darkness
the part of you
that can
think for instance

The top floor of the house I live
is almost empty
besides some old memories in boxes

Please don’t come to my door
please do not press the door bell
please don’t come in when I open the door
please leave as soon as possible
please stay only for one night
please do not move in your things
please don’t say yes
please
~
don’t you see I have no life

A view into the distance
I imagine the calm water that I see
like that forever
~
I slow down some more
still
I cannot not stop on this road
I hope
after the next bend
or crossroad
I will find some time
to remember
what past me by
just now

I like to stare at my pencil
imagining what I could paint

Sometimes I know what I see
and you don’t

Do you realize
we are the only animals
with an inside
from where we look curious
to an outside

I looked up today
before I took the steps
not to pray
or to see the light
but because it was a beautiful sight

I wonder if the sky reflects in the windows
like your mood in me
~
or is it just because
i look up at you

Standing still
inside
on stairs that only go down
to a door
that you know well
from the other side
~
why do we stand still
for what we know

We are all going
our own
parallel ways

I feel safe with you
though I can’t see as far
as when alone
besides you

You can blow a lot of air
or take it all in
~
either way
this way
make sure you never choke
on the never settling dust

In reality
nature is not as beautiful
as we picture it

I am often curious in the mist
in the things I barely see
when the weather is clear

Eventually we will meet