The morning always breaks
In the middle of night in May
Collapsing the sense of day
Creating ambiguity about
The eternal order of the south
Where every night is dark as coal
Ambiguity
This Morning
A long journey always starts
With a few steps
It is like this is it
This morning
When the eternal
Nocturnal light of the north
Gives the illusion of day
In the middle of the night
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Lights
Meeting and understanding
Something new
And different
Another light
This year
Changes the color
And perceptions
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23 At Night On The Way Home
23
At night cold dark and windy
No snow
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No
No light
No hope
No way
Great
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White Night
Being, just feeling
A little bit
Peace of mind
While the night
Is still light
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Lights
Morning in the middle
Of the night
Changing the boundaries
Between being asleep and
Conscious
The light has perforated
The mind awakens
Painful memories and
Shortcomings
Rebuilding what was once there
Or never been there
Like a fever dream
Only the bitter wine
Gives temporary
Peace of mind
From the relentless remainder
Of shortcomings and shame
© Schibolet
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Skyscrapers
The body is like an armour
Protecting, sealing of the pain
Creating the illusion of safety
The city is just the same
Building on an illusion
Of safe spaces
Small islands in a sea of
Brutality and poor desperate brutes
Trying to survive or at least
Get a fix before the end game
The mix of decay and refinement
This city,
A city of the future, city of the past
Has all those qualities and
Lack of qualities
While the eternal judge,
The sea slowly breaking
It down to rubble and
Fairytales
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The Bringer of Fire
Stealing the fire
From the Gods
Getting burned and punished
Still feeling no remorse
Even though the eagle
Eats me every day
Miracles must be
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Light years
What drives us and
Gives us meaning
However time passes
Eventually we are all alone
In the universe
The answers might
Not matter at that
Point anymore
Schibolet 