It's hard to see
the speed 
that changes us

I see the world through a window
no matter what side I am on 

Do I break the lock
or deceiver the other entrance

one way or another 
I move on

Don’t use the red fire door too often
as a normal exit
and trip the alarm inside

you will slowly wear it down
and yourself

For most people 
a life is as easily discarded
like a paper towel
with which you wash your hands

some actively shoot
pollute the world
pay taxes for guns
or consume too much

I think we are all 
at the end
mass shooters
if you just look 
at the numbers

The key that opens my door 
looks like a human 

The sky is blue
because blue has the smallest waves
and scatters all around
colliding on dust
that is 
all around

it’s the same for our mood
it is caused by the urge within 
to see what is left 
of what scattered of the dust 
within 

Is life not similar
to a nail driven only halfway
in a piece of wood

Have you ever really communicated with someone?

Did you know
that we

humankind

the thinking animal
can only see a glimpse of a truth
from behind a transparent fence
we cling to

some even hold the fence as a truth
others stare through it in the distance
and see that distance as truth. 

What do I think?
Of the truth?
Nothing.
Of the fence, we seem to face?
Just turn around and start walking
away from it
towards an other side

Why would you want to see
all the blemishes
inside you.


Because you want to 
be 
transparent?

I see the shapes
not forming in my mind
where I can find them

a little distance
might help