tirsdag 24. oktober 2023

☆ streetlights ☆

theres a lot you might realize

on a night bathed in streetlights

between sips of red wine

that will spin the stars in your mind

round and around


life tastes of greif

salt, and blood

beware of

the destructive 

asteroid 

we call love


when all light is gone

constellations of stars

highlight our scars

our minds like war zones 

our hearts like sinking stones

we are blue, bare and cold

yearning for a bit of warmth

dying for a speck of love



your one

he leaves to soon

melts into the moon

don't dear dream

he'll melt into you

a warmth you almost had

but will ultimatly loose

dont get your hopes up

they'll lay flat 

where he stomps his shoes


but you adore him

never then less

you might do so

until your death

and when that glory day

may come

when you'll finally lay your head down 

no one can say 

you lived a life without love

lørdag 21. oktober 2023

☆ am i my brain? ☆

i don't see how anyone

can keep composure

stay sane

being tied to another 

invisible chain

tied to these arms

this body

this brain


is this all i am?

a biologic miracle

of human evolution

a set of cognitive abilities

that became liabilities

in dopamine narcotic cities


i am able to grasp so much

but i'll never quite understand

what the universe is

who i am

an animal in the eukarya domain?

a piece of moving meat

narcissistic enough 

to think i am not

that everything i am

can simply not rot 

when my body is buried 

and long forgot


my consciousness wants to be

more than 

an organ in a body

it wants to be

part of some intergalactic web

some energetic fabric

separate form

my shelter of flesh

i want to have a soul

or an energy one can not

feel or hold


so scared of fading 

into nothing

stiff and cold

my last hope is to be eternal

through dirt, bacteria and mold

give life to poppies

who braid into my soil

mandag 16. oktober 2023

stranger

these are somebody

elses hands

elses hair

elses eyes

i look in the mirror 

and the stranger looks back

i wonder what she thinks

and how she is like

mandag 9. oktober 2023

☆ the universe experiencing itself ☆

complex celestial beings

highly intelligent species

capable of miracles like 

science

philosophy 

advanced technology

but we can never understand 

anything really

about the world

or how we feel

i'm playing a guessing game

russian roulette

with chemical signals

in my brain

my neurotransmitters

driving me insane

analyzing abstract sensations

through a sense system

that is flawed

distorted

formed 

by unreliable lenses 

called eyes

and the multicolored visions

they create for me

are judged and perceived

through my personal experience 

of reality

shaped by ideas and beliefs

formed by 

the field 

where i sprung up 

the dirt 

where i first

fixed my roots 

i grow

i rot

i bloom


our only expression

way to convey

miracles of the universe 

the absurdity we observe

is using our bodies as instruments

to play out thoughts and feelings

to use as much of our hands

brains

tongues

eyes

to show all we can

and can't see

let someone know how we 

hurt and heal
 
how doomed and blessed

we are to feel

cycles and patterns

never ending wheel

through our veins

runs something so surreal

mandag 25. september 2023

☆ my friend ☆

blank numbness
lures me inn
mindless indifference
kisses my chin

the silver surface
says its time
strokes my hand 
murmurs goodnight 

i sink into
mirrors of blue
as the earth fades into
shadows
silhouettes
of my unconscious

my mind laced
with fog
my heart draped 
with smoke

nothingness swallows me
as i drown in a sea
of glistening mercury
waves of apathy

my essence
my soul
was once a breathing 
pulsating bird
of eccentric beauty 
burning with passion
glowing with curiosity

my soul was once
a phoenix of light
but the thunder storm
stole its sizzling wings
all fire was blown out

where there once was life
there once was serenity
i feel a churning black hole
with nails and rocks and needles
where my hands cannot reach
where my brain cannot grasp

i need to feel 
i need to fill
i'm trying to drown the void
the room which once held my soul
pour water where fire once roamed
numbed by the cold
cover burn marks with more smoke

soon i'll sink
in the silver on my hands
begging for the river to save me
remind me i am whole
i want water in my lungs
water fills
water hugs
water does what water can
as a friend
a source of life
the orgin of existence
on this entropic planet
we say we love 
but dont take care of
if i melt into the nature
become one with the ocean
i will be in the hands of mother earth
though i never feel enough
she'll make me all filled up

fredag 8. september 2023

*** potensiale - the french soldier

You have seen him
The french soldier
Drowning in waves
Of soft grass
Wine drips form his lips?

looking out the window
i remember the french soldier
seeing the silver clouds
gives me the same feeling
as looking at the aquirium
in the biology room
its this kind of feeling
that i always keep ignoring
the ovbious beauty in front of me
the beauty behind the ordinary

mandag 4. september 2023

☆ soft ☆


your mouth is incredibly soft
the silkiest of waterfalls
when you kiss me
the stream makes me dizzy
you’re syrupy sweet
i'm covered in honey
if you could only see
the colors flourishing inside me
whenever you laugh or talk
or look at me
you make me shine
bright and blinding like
shooting stars in my mind
the sparks in your eyes
reflecting the midnight sky 

when i close my eyes
i drown in a velvety sea
kaleidoscopes
of just me and you
you and me
lets paint the world
the color of our dreams
blending into the music
dreamy beats on repeat
 


becoming☆☆☆

Sometimes I feel a new wave of me And owerwhelming breath in of "This is becoming" Of a gap from where i left That cliff long ago ...