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The Small Day

So another day

To start, writing, working, fighting

This will be a hot one

Filled with conflict of

Representation, pretending, relating

In the end it will be what it is

And the sea will still be there

A

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The Keys

I cannot go on

Anymore,

Cannot think

I lost my car key

At home

Being criticized

I felt worthless

She demanded I immediately

Find the key and another key

Lost three months ago

I feel so bad

I should not exist

I should not live

All of me is wrong

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Flames

Realizing that the only way

Is not a way

And that things

Will happen eventually

Between us as a form of love

But you hurt me again and

I don’t want you anymore

I am sorry for that

I cannot

I want you

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The Navigation Act

Sometimes we have to navigate in bad water being

Lost among family and friends

That have their own problems

Such is life,

That when we need help the most

It seems to be farther away

Than we can reach

We are trapped in a limbo

Being to weak to get out of the trap

But to strong to sub comb

And here we are waiting for

The iceberg to melt

So that our bad ship

Might reach the

West Indies

Going by Greenland

Was not a good idea

Even though the name

Seemed to promise

A good time

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A Revelation

Blinded by your beauty

In all the ugliness

I fainted

And went into dreaming

About what you would become

And why we would make

A terrible couple

So I continue to read my

Newspaper

Slowly sipping my tea

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A Night Full of Action

Traveling in my dream

I learned that my wife

Had changed our house

To a small cranky appartment

Where a relative to Saddam Hussein

Used to live

He had hidden a lot of gold there

She found it and shared it

With her arab lover/ helper

Called Ahmad

She despised him

But needed the money

To get rid of me

Leaving me in the flat

I tried to warn my children

They did not understand

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Meditation at 5

What am I?

A fictional character

Living a little life

In a cold and hostile city

Near the North Pole

Playing different games and

Being played by

Strong women

Satisfying their neurotic needs

While they are doing their

Narcissistic deeds

Leaving me poor and empty

By the end of the day