What moves us
What makes us tick
Some peoples dream
Is being a portrait
On top of a large
Cream cake
Conundrum
More time cannot solve any problems
More of everything is just more
Not better but less
Unbalance between want and need
When having mad afternoon tea
With a naked girl
Talking nonsense
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Sunday
Sleepy, Slow moving Sunday
Nothing to say
The children are playing
In the front of the TV
My mind is empty
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Safe
It’s a good feeling
For the very moment
This is all going
To change
But the night
Is the time
For free thoughts
And mad thoughts
The sleeping people
Cannot hear us
Nor read our
Minds
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Life Philosophy
The prevention of harm
Asymmetry of value
The absence of existence
Absent pleasure
Extinction in the bed
The End
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Integrity
Emptyness is like the ice
Suddenly it is everywhere
And you slip on it
My whole life
Is up for grabs
Any interpretation
Is possible
But without
Your own integrity
The sun has no meaning
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Them and Me
What is them
What is me
Am I
A person or just a fantasy of a person
No answers required
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Questions
There are so many questions
And almost no answers
Because it all will happen
In the future
Somewhere
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Alternative
Just alone on the way
To somewhere
It’s time to
Change
Choose another direction
I just don’t
Know where
To go
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Who Silenced Me?
What made me silent
What happened
Why did I hide in shame
For so long
Why can’t I protect my self
From other peoples aggressions
So many questions
So few answers
