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(WAY BACK)
…after the sunset came,
the sky turned red; then black.
Nothing appeared the same,
going all the way back
to when that summer began
to end. Once again,…
…after the sunset came, the sky turned red; then black. Nothing appeared the same, going all the way back to when that summer began to end. Once again,…
August 2005
(A YEAR)
…which you don’t like
to talk about here.
It’s been a year
or so of your life,…
…which you don’t like to talk about here. It’s been a year or so of your life,…
September 2005
(IN THE WINDOW)
…your ears hear
around here.
The picture in
the window looks
like you have seen
it on a book’s
cover. Your eyes
despise the lies…
…your ears hear around here. The picture in the window looks like you have seen it on a book’s cover. Your eyes despise the lies…
September 2005
(ONLY ONE)
…sure that GOD is
THE ONLY ONE
WHO can know this.
If time can run
out, can there be
an End of Time?
Or is Time free
of ending? I’m…
…sure that GOD is THE ONLY ONE WHO can know this. If time can run out, can there be an End of Time? Or is Time free of ending? I’m…
September 2005
(ACROSS THE NIGHT)
…in a country across the night,
blue are the winds that blow
free, carrying away a kite.
Like a year ago,…
…in a country across the night, blue are the winds that blow free, carrying away a kite. Like a year ago,…
October 2005
(LOST IN TIME)
…of tears. A train stop
is sometimes lost in time
out of mind. A drop
of rain can start a tide…
…of tears. A train stop is sometimes lost in time out of mind. A drop of rain can start a tide…
October 2005
(MADE OF MIST)
…either. They both were free.
By a house made of mist,
there was not a tree.
The house did not exist…
…either. They both were free. By a house made of mist, there was not a tree. The house did not exist…
October 2005
(ON A SMILE)
…sandwiches in the freeze
frame of your TV set.
Somebody’s getting fat
on a smile made of cheese…
…sandwiches in the freeze frame of your TV set. Somebody’s getting fat on a smile made of cheese…
October 2005
(SINGLE SOUL)
…you see a lot of stares
but not a single soul.
Walking down the stairs
and then across the hall,…
…you see a lot of stares but not a single soul. Walking down the stairs and then across the hall,…
October 2005
(SOMEWHERE INSIDE YOUR HEAD)
…may want to read it anew.
Somewhere inside your head,
there is a book you read
so long ago that you…
…may want to read it anew. Somewhere inside your head, there is a book you read so long ago that you…
October 2005
(VOICE IN YOUR HEAD)
…while a voice in your head
tells you that you are dead.
Someone stands on your feet
out in an empty street…
…while a voice in your head tells you that you are dead. Someone stands on your feet out in an empty street…
October 2005
(WHEN IT STARTED TO SNOW)
…after what seemed like so
many months on the way
to what you never know?
Was it that autumn day
when it started to snow…
…after what seemed like so many months on the way to what you never know? Was it that autumn day when it started to snow…
October 2005
(ANYTHING)
…even if it is unheard
of. Anything has a chance
to have its own word
that makes almost no sense.
It can mean anything
you may want it to mean.
Every word means a thing.
It is seen or unseen…
…even if it is unheard of. Anything has a chance to have its own word that makes almost no sense. It can mean anything you may want it to mean. Every word means a thing. It is seen or unseen…
November 2005
(BARELY SEEN)
…and slips out of sight.
On an old TV screen,
something barely seen
switches from black to white…
…and slips out of sight. On an old TV screen, something barely seen switches from black to white…
November 2005
(BEFORE IT’S HIS WILL)
…before it’s HIS Will.
Another day
begins to fill
another way
to a parking lot
of words. At night,
you catch a thought
train and write
you don’t really know
what. Only HE
does but doesn’t show
what it should be…
…before it’s HIS Will. Another day begins to fill another way to a parking lot of words. At night, you catch a thought train and write you don’t really know what. Only HE does but doesn’t show what it should be…
November 2005
(CHANCE TO CHANGE)
…of. There is a chance to change
something that sounds as strange
as an unspoken word
about a thing that’s unheard…
…of. There is a chance to change something that sounds as strange as an unspoken word about a thing that’s unheard…
November 2005
(DAY OF THE WEEK)
…every day of the week.
Here comes another one.
The sea seems to be sick
and tired of eating the sun…
…every day of the week. Here comes another one. The sea seems to be sick and tired of eating the sun…
November 2005
(DOUBT)
…everywhere except the past.
The past may be the best
place. It’s also a time
on your mind that can rhyme
with any other time out
of mind. There’s room for doubt
even there. But there is
plenty of room for it
almost anywhere except
for what you decide to accept.
(There is no doubt only in
Paradise.) Doubt is seen…
…everywhere except the past. The past may be the best place. It’s also a time on your mind that can rhyme with any other time out of mind. There’s room for doubt even there. But there is plenty of room for it almost anywhere except for what you decide to accept. (There is no doubt only in Paradise.) Doubt is seen…
November 2005
(FEELINGS WITH THOUGHTS)
…the blender of your own mind
mixing feelings with thoughts
in various parking lots
of words. You find…
…the blender of your own mind mixing feelings with thoughts in various parking lots of words. You find…
November 2005
(FOR WHAT IT’S WORTH)
…there are lots of lost
things you could find
yourself saying. Lots
of things on your mind
are waiting to be
put into words
and become free.
For what it’s worth,…
…there are lots of lost things you could find yourself saying. Lots of things on your mind are waiting to be put into words and become free. For what it’s worth,…
November 2005
(MONEY)
…GOD. Money can make a life
easier. But it’s a lie
that seems true only to men
and women who haven’t seen…
…GOD. Money can make a life easier. But it’s a lie that seems true only to men and women who haven’t seen…
November 2005
(SLIP)
…saw a star slip off the sky
over the city. I…
…saw a star slip off the sky over the city. I…
November 2005
(THE MAN)
…happens to be the man
that’s walking towards a train
for some blood-red suntan.
A man made of hard rain…
…happens to be the man that’s walking towards a train for some blood-red suntan. A man made of hard rain…
November 2005
(ALL THAT)
…at the beginning of another end
of the year fading in the rear view
mirror. Your mind continues to blend
all that seems old with all that seems brand new…
…at the beginning of another end of the year fading in the rear view mirror. Your mind continues to blend all that seems old with all that seems brand new…
December 2005
(AN ENTIRE DAY)
…in the night. You can play
back an entire day…
…in the night. You can play back an entire day…
December 2005
(AT PRESENT)
…at present. Things last
till they make no sense.
You think that the past
was far less tense…
…at present. Things last till they make no sense. You think that the past was far less tense…
December 2005
(IN THE LOOKING GLASS)
…unless you look at us
both in the looking glass.
The man who lives with me
is quite hard to see…
…unless you look at us both in the looking glass. The man who lives with me is quite hard to see…
December 2005
(MORE TIME)
…can do what GOD can
do. You try to rhyme
time with more time
again. No man…
…can do what GOD can do. You try to rhyme time with more time again. No man…
December 2005
(ON THAT DAY)
…I found a place that would play
the main part in my memory.
It came to me on that day.
Before it came to me,…
…I found a place that would play the main part in my memory. It came to me on that day. Before it came to me,…
December 2005
(SPACE OF TIME)
…deep in the past.
It seems less tense
now. Few things last
when there’s no sense
in it. A lot
of words in a space
of time are lost
upon the face
of the earth. There
is almost no one
who’s left to stare
at a setting sun…
…deep in the past. It seems less tense now. Few things last when there’s no sense in it. A lot of words in a space of time are lost upon the face of the earth. There is almost no one who’s left to stare at a setting sun…
December 2005
2006
(BEHIND A WORD)
…on the cover of a magazine?
What’s hiding behind a word
you are said to have heard
or perhaps even seen…
…on the cover of a magazine? What’s hiding behind a word you are said to have heard or perhaps even seen…
January 2006
(EYES OF THE NIGHT)
…back all the light
in the eyes of the night.
Watch a watchman watch
all the hands of his watch
point to the need
to gain some speed
before the day
begins to play…
…back all the light in the eyes of the night. Watch a watchman watch all the hands of his watch point to the need to gain some speed before the day begins to play…
January 2006
(STAR SIGN)
…before it’s flooded with light.
On the outskirts of the night,
one can see a star sign
punctuate the skyline…
…before it’s flooded with light. On the outskirts of the night, one can see a star sign punctuate the skyline…
January 2006
(BIG THINGS)
…them on the other side
of the hole in your soul.
Big things start to seem small
enough to want to hide…
…them on the other side of the hole in your soul. Big things start to seem small enough to want to hide…
February 2006
(STILL SNOWING)
…into this time and place.
The snow isn’t addressed
to anyone except the past,
which leaves a ghostly trace
at present. Across the night,
a sign says “closed for repair”.
You wonder if they have a spare
life stashed out of sight.
White waves in the window sea
weave a world-wide web
of words you sometimes see
in their flow and ebb
when it snows. It is still
snowing, and, while it is,
the picture on the window sill
makes the whole world freeze…
…into this time and place. The snow isn’t addressed to anyone except the past, which leaves a ghostly trace at present. Across the night, a sign says “closed for repair”. You wonder if they have a spare life stashed out of sight. White waves in the window sea weave a world-wide web of words you sometimes see in their flow and ebb when it snows. It is still snowing, and, while it is, the picture on the window sill makes the whole world freeze…
February 2006
(TEXT)
…for a long book.
Placing days next
to nights can look
like writing a text…
…for a long book. Placing days next to nights can look like writing a text…
February 2006
(BETWEEN YOU AND ME)
…now. One can see
a frozen sea
between you and me…
…now. One can see a frozen sea between you and me…
March 2006
(NOWHERE)
…no one’s aware
of. It’s nowhere.
Stars stare from space.
Time passes a place…
…no one’s aware of. It’s nowhere. Stars stare from space. Time passes a place…
March 2006
(WITH GOD’S AID)
…(all with GOD’s Aid).
So as not to fade
from space and time,
a poem should rhyme.
But it also should
sound just as good
in plain prose and
have no start or end…
…(all with GOD’s Aid). So as not to fade from space and time, a poem should rhyme. But it also should sound just as good in plain prose and have no start or end…
March 2006
(BETWEEN NOW AND THEN)
…against a sheet
of falling sleet.
In spring, bare trees
begin to unfreeze
between now and then,
drawn with GOD’s Pen…
…against a sheet of falling sleet. In spring, bare trees begin to unfreeze between now and then, drawn with GOD’s Pen…
April 2006
(MAN OF LETTERS)
…more than a man
known as just
a man who can
do what he must.
A man of letters
out of words
feels like he matters
one or two thirds…
…more than a man known as just a man who can do what he must. A man of letters out of words feels like he matters one or two thirds…
April 2006
(PRINTS)
…prints in the snow
lead you don’t know
where. They look
like notes in a book
that someone wrote.
Down the road,…
…prints in the snow lead you don’t know where. They look like notes in a book that someone wrote. Down the road,…
April 2006
(RAIN)
…by and then stops.
A rain drops by
a cloudy sky.
The rain drops…
…by and then stops. A rain drops by a cloudy sky. The rain drops…
May 2006
(STARS)
…shed light
from the stark-
naked night
sky. Stars…
…shed light from the stark-naked night sky. Stars…
May 2006
(TORN APART)
…as if it was the heart
of a fine work of art.
The day was torn apart…
…as if it was the heart of a fine work of art. The day was torn apart…
May 2006
(ANOTHER SIGN)
…about another sign
punctuating a line
on a paper road.
You wrote…
…about another sign punctuating a line on a paper road. You wrote…
June 2006
(BOTH WAYS)
…which sounds and smells like looks
can be deceptive to taste.
They differ in different books.
Many words go to waste.
The present becomes the past
whereas the future is clear
only to GOD. Your last
chance to defeat your fear
may be right now. Or may-
be some other time. Regret
is of the past. One day
you may get what they get.
Pain and pleasure, of course,
are of the present, like joy.
Sorrow tries to destroy
everything that is, was
and will be. A night sky
speaks to an empty street.
Say hallo, then goodbye,
hoping that you will meet
again after another night.
You are getting ahead
of yourself. Out of sight,
you live in your own head
as if it was a room
or an entire block
of flats. Haunted by gloom,
you dwell on top of a clock
tower of ivory or
whatever you think it is
you can see in the freeze
frame of your mind. A door-
way leads both ways: outside
and inside. There’s another
doorway where you can hide,
getting farther and farther
away. Under the bruised
sky in the afterglow,
a multitude of unused
rain clouds crawl in slow
motion to turn on the black
coffee machine of the night
and then maybe come back
in coffee-black or milk-white,…
…which sounds and smells like looks can be deceptive to taste. They differ in different books. Many words go to waste. The present becomes the past whereas the future is clear only to GOD. Your last chance to defeat your fear may be right now. Or maybe some other time. Regret is of the past. One day you may get what they get. Pain and pleasure, of course, are of the present, like joy. Sorrow tries to destroy everything that is, was and will be. A night sky speaks to an empty street. Say hallo, then goodbye, hoping that you will meet again after another night. You are getting ahead of yourself. Out of sight, you live in your own head as if it was a room or an entire block of flats. Haunted by gloom, you dwell on top of a clock tower of ivory or whatever you think it is you can see in the freeze frame of your mind. A doorway leads both ways: outside and inside. There’s another doorway where you can hide, getting farther and farther away. Under the bruised sky in the afterglow, a multitude of unused rain clouds crawl in slow motion to turn on the black coffee machine of the night and then maybe come back in coffee-black or milk-white,…
June 2006
(CLOTHES LINE)
…see rain clouds dry
on the skyline
that looks just like
a clothes line. I…
…see rain clouds dry on the skyline that looks just like a clothes line. I…
June 2006
(LIKE DESSERT)
…in a dream.
Even dirt
can seem
like dessert…
…in a dream. Even dirt can seem like dessert…
July 2006
(LOST FOR WORDS)
…them. In your mind,
you look for new worlds.
You’re lost for words.
So, you try to find…
…them. In your mind, you look for new worlds. You’re lost for words. So, you try to find…
July 2006
(ON TV)
…set on TV. Someone
watches another sun…
…set on TV. Someone watches another sun…
July 2006
(DIMENSIONS OF DOUBT)
…other dimensions of doubt
only GOD can figure out.
Various memories
may seem ready to freeze
in the form of plain prose.
Or in verse. Getting close
to repeating each day
like a film on replay,
time can feel like a place
on your mind when you face…
…other dimensions of doubt only GOD can figure out. Various memories may seem ready to freeze in the form of plain prose. Or in verse. Getting close to repeating each day like a film on replay, time can feel like a place on your mind when you face…
August 2006
(ALMOST ANY PAST)
…remember. If you
start it anew,
this summer can last
a lot longer than
almost any past
time that you can…
…remember. If you start it anew, this summer can last a lot longer than almost any past time that you can…
August 2006
(THE NOISE)
…and a bit blue.
In it, the night
comes after you.
The noise is white…
…and a bit blue. In it, the night comes after you. The noise is white…
August 2006
(THROUGH YOUR HEAD)
…as the night starts to fall
like a cup full of cold
coffee or a lost soul
somebody has been told
about again. The street
circulates neon blood
from a place where you meet
yourself fighting a flood
of emotions. The thoughts
traveling through your head
look for new parking lots
of words that sound mad
even to you. Before
you can finally dare
go outside, the door
becomes an electric chair
of anticipation of
someone turning it on
and then turning it off.
Another day is gone…
…as the night starts to fall like a cup full of cold coffee or a lost soul somebody has been told about again. The street circulates neon blood from a place where you meet yourself fighting a flood of emotions. The thoughts traveling through your head look for new parking lots of words that sound mad even to you. Before you can finally dare go outside, the door becomes an electric chair of anticipation of someone turning it on and then turning it off. Another day is gone…
September 2006
(IN A WINDOW FRAME)
…picture in a window frame
painted by the Fall.
Everything stays the same
until it doesn’t. All
you see can always change.
Looks like it is GOD’s Law,
and Its nature is flaw-
less. There is another strange…
…picture in a window frame painted by the Fall. Everything stays the same until it doesn’t. All you see can always change. Looks like it is GOD’s Law, and Its nature is flawless. There is another strange…
October 2006
(PAUSE)
…the street looks still.
It’s like it’s on
pause. Before dawn
begins to spill,…
…the street looks still. It’s like it’s on pause. Before dawn begins to spill,…
October 2006
(WHO KNOWS)
…except GOD? There are words
it’s not easy to say.
At the end of the day,
who knows how the World works…
…except GOD? There are words it’s not easy to say. At the end of the day, who knows how the World works…
October 2006
(LETTERS OF NEON LIGHT)
…w i t h i n w o r d s s o m e o n e w r o t e
o n t h e b a c k o f t h e n i g h t.
L e t t e r s o f n e o n l i g h t
g l i m m e r a c r o s s t h e r o a d…
…w i t h i n w o r d s s o m e o n e w r o t e o n t h e b a c k o f t h e n i g h t. L e t t e r s o f n e o n l i g h t g l i m m e r a c r o s s t h e r o a d…