Achim Wollscheid Poems

Fall is damned!
Every leaf of every tree sheds
as the balding of a man's head.
The pigments are beautiful,
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I keep it in my pocket, so to speak,
this uncomprehensible sadness,
or rather sense of weakness and inability.
I don't want to get up,
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Just escape from this building
That's colliding; its walls, fading black
Walk to somewhere away from this memory
Wipe aside tears that threaten departure
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In dreams is there ever a decisive escape?
Can one shake and wake?
Does it go on forever beyond the restraints of time
If one does not open the eyes?
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Why is the world so openly blatant?
To my left the woman is causing pain
To the man to my right whose internally breaking.
If she could see deeper
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You are not aware of another environment
Because of your programming.
How is it possible to discover yourself
When you've been programmed as something else?
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Something is always in my way to you
And you ask me why don’t I love you.
It is fiction, I never stop trying.
I’m constantly confused “Do we belong? ”
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What a way to die
Only eighteen, just beginning life
On a road you were driving
I don’t really know the speed
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Tiny nightmares creep inside my head,
They tickle every notion of a dream
Out of my depiction,
But I can’t say that I’m afraid.
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