The Creatures of the Night

The middle of the night

When the wolf

Walks into the mind

Making havoc

Catching a hen or two

Leaving before dawn

Satisfied with meat and

The pleasures of hunting

No limits

Only my tired body

Remains at the site

Closing Time

Now rather then later

sooner we are closing

And you are out on the

Street again

Somewhere in a dark and damp

City, only the birds

Listens to your laments

At night

Flight Mood

Frozen night

Even the moon

Shivers

In the cold

The soul is cold

Untouchable

Ignoring itself

While the body

Moves through the empty

Streets of the city

On The Moon

Late at night

Long time ago

A man landed

On the moon

He did see the light

Found no one to fight

And then went home

But forgot his phone

So next time you go to

The moon, please

Bring back his philosophy ne

The Fear

Being near any of your fears

Gives for a short moment

An enormous energy

Getting older makes time

Going faster because

You stop feeling as intensely

Confronting strong feelings

Dreams are born

At sea

The rudder gives you

A straight course

But the mind keeps meandering

In the long and lonely

Hours of the night

When the stars speak

To the defenseless mind

Making strange pattern

In the conscious mind