Jan Freundschuh Poems

We voluntarily rush towards oblivion
Every night at bedtime.
We close our eyes and hope
To shoot ourselves, hurtle ourselves
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When I consider where I came from
As a soul,
..Soul....
I never feel it's something
...

I am used to finding that edge
That slice
That escape angle
Where circumstances around me
...

Hey, Hey, brother Dylan, I wrote you a poem,

Been thinkin', 'bout your choices,
Elder brother,
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If I were being robbed
And Robin Hood appeared
Bow drawn, and
Ran the creep away,
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The Code is calling to my attention again,
The code of Life, that is -
I am struggling to decode.
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In my dream, my father saw me off
On my oceanic voyage to the other side
Of the world.
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I didn't know there was a red tulip
Planted among the Lunaria's purple?
A volunteer?
No, bulbs don't 'volunteer'.
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Don't argue.
Change the energy.

To a chilled person on a March errand,
...

When I was a young man, there were
Trees, and wanderlust, and the roof-line.
It led me away, and I went gratefully
And thus, my life has been acted upon
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