At It Again

Waking up after a really

Long night, that never

Ended of driving

Through the forest

I try to change

My way of working

But lost out

Now it is time

To get back and do it

Again

Travel

I love to travel

Feel the change

Going in the

Wrong direction

What would

Life otherwise be like

House of Learning

University is a strange place

Filled with books and bad coffee

I love this place and

I hate this place

A center for learning and

Madness

Sunshine and love will

Not cure this place

Life

Trying to deal

With the pain

Life is a paradox

Love and loneliness

Take turns

Like in a dance

Our past Surrounds us

We are here

For a short time

Use that time well

Mourning

The mild and merciful creature that created us

Did not think on love or aesthetics

Only practical matters, letting us share

Every organ for this and for that

Beauty and beastly needs combined in various ways

No sentimentality, when you are dead

No more talking, no mobile calling to heaven

A one way street with few if any coming back to tell

Sad story leaving us behind to mourn and remember

Only our resilience might save us for a while

From getting lost and meeting the inevitable end

In a bad way

Playful Afternoon

Inside the bubble

Outside real life

Larger than life

Small minds growing rich

With money and confidence

A great way to live your life

Love is what you need

Money is what you get

Or loses because of

Lack of love

The Middle of Life

Another night of self doubt passed

After an evening filled with quarrel

It was not so much love left

This life has taken its toll

Living for a long time on low energy

And little money

Very Surprisingly

The mind is quickly

Recovering in the

Lig of the rising sun

Still Today

To live we

Have to recreate by

Finding meaning in lost

Words and fragments

From another era

When things tended to

Be good and easy

This is over, over

The good and easy

Is the reason for

Why we suffer

And why we are

Still alive today