A Journey To The Past

Once when I

Was young

That time when we all

Awaited a nuclear war

At anytime of the day

Then the world was in good order

That time long ago

When east was east and west was west

And everybody was happy with that

More or less, more or less

(Nobody asked those people in the east)

The Great Wall protected us from

The terrible east even though

We did not understand it at the time

I travelled through Europe on old trains

Reaching the other side after a week

A very white stone in the Aegean Sea

In the water a fake carpet

Still gives me comfort

The nuclear holocaust has been

Temporary cancelled until

Further notice

The Future

We looked for the future

In every corner of the earth

But could not find it

Eventually we woke up

In the middle of it

All the roads to the past

Became cut of

Forever

The Boat

Life is like about

A small steamship

Traveling through

Troubled water

In an

Until we sink to the bottom

Starting the eternal journey

We are always one or more

Not only one

However lonely we feel

Darkness

Traveling into my own darkness

The dirty place I came from

Why am I still alive here

Can’t see any meaning

The Start

There are no quick fixes

Farewell all illusions

The journey will be arduous

No perks

Nothing that I once expected

Just moving a night

The Market

Looking for answers

But I only find more question

Lost in cheap markets

Selling things of low value

Seen from distance and still

I am a part of all this

For good and for bad

Not outside but not inside

In between

Time for Tea

This is the end

The very end

My best friend

We move from coast to coast

Looking for where

The best of times

Can be our host

But it s over now

We are trapped

In this time trap

Travel out of Bounds

Finding a way out of here

Losing the grip of normality

A way of leaving behind

What was never meant to be resolved

All those expectations

Leave them behind

Life is broken

And so is the planet

Lost in its own creation

Meaning a great remorse

Nothing has to be done

By me or by you

Demand and desire

Are just vanishing shadows

In the rising morning sun

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

The Other World

Found a new world

Beyond the corner

Another place

Very small but still

Somehow relevant

Another universe

With its own weird rules

A place for contempt and

Contemplation, freedom as well as

Frustration, fruition and fertile imagination

That place I thought was mine

Until someone took it away

Awaken me to the futile experience

We call reality