Past Midnight

The light silent night is here

People living double life

Moving around in the darkness

Longing for sex, sleep or just company

The summer makes us crazy

A limited craziness

The Final Spell

Sometimes everything

That needs to be said

Is said in a sadistic

Way when you are old

Life feels fulfilled

Even though it has been

Rather awaful

You could live 500 years

Or die tomorrow

Never mind

The Navigation Act

Sometimes we have to navigate in bad water being

Lost among family and friends

That have their own problems

Such is life,

That when we need help the most

It seems to be farther away

Than we can reach

We are trapped in a limbo

Being to weak to get out of the trap

But to strong to sub comb

And here we are waiting for

The iceberg to melt

So that our bad ship

Might reach the

West Indies

Going by Greenland

Was not a good idea

Even though the name

Seemed to promise

A good time

Reflection On Water

A cold and stormy night

I came to this world

A foreign land filled

With quiet strangers

People putting their dreams

Deep in their soul

Never to be revealed, a secretive place

With people without a face

I could never imagine

That I would stay

But time just went away

Sucking my life day by day

I lived in the spiders web

And then my life took a turn

When their world started to burn