Playfulness

We felt the Disruption and

A frustration of the given order

That was slowly collapsing

In front of our eyes

The winter kept us safe

Stable

“Saving a little life in dry tubers”

Now that the winter was gone

The Spring of darkness in January

Spreading its demonic joy

While the polar vortex

Was fighting in the north

Our life took a different

Direction

Feeding the chaos and anxiety

Messing up our perfect

Spot on the planet

We could resist but choose

To go mad and join the game

Before the War

This is the time before

When things are in the making

The moment of prewar

Before the big disaster

All around us

Plans are being made

Secret attacks and plans

Destabilizing and changing conditions

We pretend everything is normal

While they are starting to destroy us

Our life, time passes

In the end we do not know

If war will start or not

Until we are in the middle of it

Contemplative Self Destruction

Here we are in this dirty place

The people that we are

Are the ones we hated yesterday

We despise ourself

Because in our own eyes

We are failures

Creatures not worth living

We thought that we had

All the answers but this is not the case

We are losers

Soon dead

Leaving the world

To be destroyed

By the more successful

Of our stupid spices

Nightmare Territory

The day has turned into night

The evening was filled with

Frustration and fear

The options are few

When anxiety looms

At every conversation

When your friends

Becomes a foe

Again and again

Dysfunctional patterns

Repeating themselves forever and ever

In a very dull pattern

I will not save my self

But suffer, fail and die

As this is what I am supposed to do

Repeating generations of tragedy

The earth is black, the soil brown

Clay underneath and at the bottom

The hard solid rock