Past the Shield

You're closing in to the center of my universe
Nearing gravity

You're past the shield

Manoeuvring in slow-motion
On Autopilot

Request and confirmation

Your cracked voice into the silence

Tread carefully
On the holy ground of our friendship

Chakra, Your Chest

You stand there with your tired eyes
And your soul wide open
Your heart vulnerable
Your heartbeat steady
Your love pulsing through your veins
A warrior
And my hand seeks your chest
That place where the pain needs to go through
To be set free
To let it free
Adding to the warmth to make it pass faster

Nobody can beat stupidity of that dimension

A fear
of making the right choices
or of making the wrong ones
to block out the noise of the others
of their opinions and their wishes
is being busy your indisputable argument
of irreproachability
a fresh coat of paint over your wounds
a fresh aria of self-laud performed for me to listen to
and you expect applaus, my dear
I can tell
this family is silenced by its own ailments
stupidity, I'd say
I am aghast and bored
and too well behaved to tell you my verdict
or too reluctant to fight openly
you silence yourself
an extended version of eternal silence
until we're all old and toothless and one day
all gone
nobody can beat stupidity of that dimension

Ghost

or: How to disqualify as a friend
and how to cope


sipping my coffee, wondering –
yes, silence is an answer too
in fact, it's a multitude

too many, I decide
silence is too noisy for me
it screams Get Lost all over the place
like an obnoxious monster
banging through the museum of our shared memories
knocking over so many shelves

the scrunching and creaking in my ears, I wonder
does this really baffle me
or didn't I know all along

chuckling softly at my own stupidity
I continue my day as if nothing ever happened

So sad I have to show you the door
I'd rather not to

The peeling of an onion

Layer for layer
you'd be surprised how little there is
for the amount of patience and muscle work
and with each layer
it loses flavor, texture and qualities
until completely dissected into its components,
when it has to stand the test of heat and pressure,
it might make you nothing but fart

Eulogy

I thought of you today
there was a song on the radio talking about how we truly approach each other only in death
whereas while alive we're too blind to truly see each other
we used to think we'd transport every message simply by being there
thinking who we were and what we had to say was self-understood
there never seemed to be enough energy for that extra effort of words anyhow

I thought of how that clock ticking away in your chest didn't have a repeat button
one day it simply stopped
and who will answer the questions now that remained open?

Dance

I command you to get up and smile
to straighten your shoulders and continue
to be the same as always
to excell

I tell you to continue as if nothing happened
that you have all it takes to dance
with a broken back
by being a fantastic person

but you look back from the mirror and shiver with rage
or sometimes
most of the times
you would look back pretending that all was fine

then there are the days when you look devastated
scrutinizing the broken tissue along the ruptures of your muscles
trying to make sense of the impulse to dance and then
realizing the steps don't come floating
you cannot hold your postures and can't take the attitude you want
for long

but I command you to get up
learn to fly another way

you tell me that you lost something
you only realized it was gone and how good it felt to have it
you say how could I forget it was here
How could I forget I had this thing
a real love thing with energy
And look at me now
I'm like a muted amnesic bird

I promise we'll find it again and bring it back
I promise