Do I choose the view or the sanity?
Jazz or the symphony?
Poetry in which language?
And why do I have to choose...
forbidden photo 18.V.2021
As I fall apart a little louder every day
years pour out of me, months of silence
I thank and thank those close to me
for willingly getting covered with the thick
tacky, sappy, fermented pain that's not theirs
and those who come out of nowhere
sharing the warmth of their hearts with me
giving gifts of love I don't remember
I thank you
I thank you.
15.V.2021
I look at people,
but how often I recognize them
as people
***
Today I repent
all my anger, distrust
and annoyance
every passionate moment
of evil
Today I finally felt
oh, god
my energy waste
You must see it as well -
that gold ocean
out of which in one thought
a river can flow -
the precious supply
to be weaved into
Life
of our dreams.
10.V.2021
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