I am today
An easy prey
Of big dreams and things i may
Scars of past illusions
Are easily forgotten but still visible.
Fooling myself
I wrote and talk
Planning a future I cannot control.
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Life juice
Everything that gives me hope
Is made of words and imagination.
It lies in my head
Ready to spring
And fill me with joy.
I plan projects, days, months, life,
Yet the good flavour comes from the unexpected
And my mouth has never enough.
Weight loss
I have removed you
Grin your crystal pedestal,
Stupid thought of the perfect body weight.
I freed space and feel lighter,
Feelings of acceptance stepped in
And a realistic daily plan.
Music hole
The Black hole is approaching,
Sucking me in with its energy
Of criticism and judgement.
I builds my personal joke
To laugh inside while I agree
To your pointing fingers.
No Black on me but only radiating music.
Self protection
In this day of treasure hunts and inquisitive looks,
I move slowly asking the people of the lab.
Envy and demands appeared together
But my persona is well defined
And the borders guarded.
Short but sneaky, the human fence
Cannot be fooled.
Todo list
Plan, play smart, identify the tricker
While smoothly you pretty walk to work.
Lists of duties and to-dos
Assemble and diverge dynamically
Through the day
In a mind striving for childish amusement
and solar passions.
Water within
I sip slowlsy this day
made of too much talking
and too little fresh air.
I let no minute pass under my eyes
while the night rises
with its promise of companion and delight.
