absent

i am absent-minded
thoughts in a row
nobody who passes
they go and go

i look in the mirror
i see nobody there
i am feelin irritated
transparent i swear

as always

as always tomorrow is
as long as today exist
i meet you there
where our future is

ecce homo

ah! i am, who i am
i have so my past
impossible for me
to change the present
will do that for me

the time, that walks with
and accompagnies me,
shall reduce the days
in seconds and
then to the end

ah! was i only an
old hand that goes
ahead on the clock,
sometimes i need to stop
a while when i stick

half-and-half

for some people
i am half-full
for others half-empty
or maybe i am just
two halves of a fool,
that makes one

i am

i am the non-being
what is in me is always
what is not even too
there is something
of nothing in me
that is quite a bit
i am changeable
that will change soon
when i am no more
i have made my goal
i believe in the not-being
in nothing that always is

i know

who shall tell me
who i am, while
i know myself to be
and being the one,
i know

i think

to exist
but who?
please
tell me
if you know

my dear

i think to
donate
you
my inner
thoughts

oh! woe

o
woe
a start
for more life
sweatish labour
inborn individual luck
fulborn in time of giving up
together and bear the pain to
be in a society without compagnonship
and compassion the human brain progressive
technics modern original sin presumption of all times
o
woe
think to
exist for sure
but not to be there
that is certain a mystery
untill next time maybe for sure
when i will be there in no-man's land
searching for your hand to lead the blind man

remember

ah!

said the man
to the wife
do you still know me?
no, said the woman
but ask my daughter
of forteen years old

rose

what you call rose
that is on my nose
because in town
i am the clown

the stamp

you are so far away

so relative in spite of

a stamp on your frame
a weekly love-letter

changeable of script

content and matter
then mostly a crypt

volatile

my brain is down
my head a frown
my dove is gone
my love is done

voodoo

hutsi
tutsi
futsi

waiting

i stand in a row
and wait for me
at my sorrow
he is tomorrow

where are you

when i looked for you

i didn't know where you were
now i have found you

i don't know even where i am