pictures
Day 1383, texture.
Poetry
There is texture
darkness
bright light
hidden in the shadows
Day 1381, in line.
Day's pictures, Poetry
We all
stand together
bound
by an outside
force
~
only
the people
looking out
have a chance
to bent
Day 1380, locked.
Day's pictures, Poetry
A leather chest
locked
when it
was put down
~
no key
~
a crowbar
is needed
Day 1378, a lot of air.
Day's pictures, Poetry
In some places
situations
you can feel
that the ground
you stand on
is not
all there
~
if you look
you can feel
a light
head
Day 1372, dear.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Self…i…e
destruction
Day 1371, autumn in winter.
Day's pictures, Poetry
A leave
scattered aimless
in front of me
in the autumn of
my mood
~
it landed
between my
other
goodbye’s
Day 1367, delusion.
Day's pictures, Poetry
It looks like
this
is bearing my soul
the road
out of here
~
but I only
see the road
Day 1366, past it.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Modern churches
are no longer made
to last
~
its not
because the end
is near
but because
we already
past it
Day 1364, flair.
Day's pictures, Poetry
When the light
finally hits
me
I shy slightly
away
but the light
still
casts
a beautiful
flair
Day 1357, paint.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I live
in a tall
wooden house
with high ceilings
where my thoughts float up
and I can’t see
the paint
that protects
Day 1352, I hold therefore…
Day's pictures, Poetry
Some heavy force
upon me
connected
a soul
to this living
replaceable
corps
Day 1349, no luster.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Modern worship
is transparent
like a tree
in winter
~
you can see
the heavens
but
the luster
of summer
and green shade
is gone
Day 1343, stare.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Someone’s friend
can look at me
sometimes
as if
I
am there
but not there
Day 1342, more forgotten.
Day's pictures, Poetry
A roof
the least appreciated
of what our ancestor
invented
~
more forgotten
then what came
from under its protection
~
culture
politics
~
maybe
looking at the stars
is not that bad
Day 1337, digesting.
Day's pictures, Poetry
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