jkd jkd Poems

all curled up
fetal and weeping

don't despair
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regularity
events repeating themselves
again and again
a framework to hold on to
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I am a dreamer
I go through the motions of
- doing my job
- talking to people
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someone - should he be called a friend? -
losing his center, the core of his being
tossed from it by the current of events and those producing them,
diverging further and further
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i get up in the morning
look into the mirror
who is it today?
getting dressed
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quiet evening mood
with all those forgotten souls
nourishing the soil above them
fallen crosses and angels
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Reality bites
those that are unfortunate enough,
inattentive and not alert
to carefully placing their steps.
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the velvet underground -
the sound and the surface
another dolby surround dream
loud and clear
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there are many ways to get a grip on reality
- erasing all our relationships
- conquering nature
- influencing your own organism
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Show me a heartful of love, anywhere,
and I'll try to start believing in this world again
but you won't find it,
at least not where we are
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