Acceptance is a great idea
Easy to proclaim
When you don’t
Face the consequences
The noise, the stress or
The forced upon closeness
Not to mention the smell
In the morning of half drunken
Beer and the smell of cigarettes
Everything Is OK
Party Time
I am trapped
In a corner
With a lot of introverts
Steering a the party
Like zombies
What will this be?
How was this possible
They are now starting
To observe me
Maybe the zombies
Will eat me
Before the party
Is over?
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The Animals of the Night
Having a life of their own
Unknown to men
I search them every night
But then came a friend
And we went out
To scream and shout
Scaring away
Our unknown friends
Into the pale white
Morning light
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Being Able
Place, planing, progress
People in the past
The future will be
That
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Love
Love is under construction
Hiding
Life is a great struggle
Like a gentle dance
Not yet taken place
Or being on going
In the raum of long past
There is always a party
Going on somewhere
Flowers on the boats
When Dionysius arrives
After the long almost
Eternal boat
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The Journey of the Self
The party has just started
Or maybe it never begun
That summer evening
In the quarry
Co-creating an alternate reality
Is always a nice thing
Our limited daily self
Cannot answer to
Universe
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In
Suddenly in the middle
Of everything someone
Wakes me up poking me
“Do not fall asleep now”
I am at a party
Wrong place, wrong time,
Wrong crowd but
I am ok alive
Sucking every drop
Of life out of dry tubers
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Late Conclusions
The party is over
Since long time
The people left
Forgetting what
They left behind
Worn down leftovers
Fighting the wind, rain and snow
Changing color as the green mold
Takes over, a small community of
Different plants and creatures
Soon other tables and people will take over
Or not, it does not matter
The relationship, however not clear will always
Remain as an anchor and hope
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