THE CHILD INSIDE MY MIND

The child,

who lives inside my mind,

claims outside

every now and then.

In due time i let him out

and yes, i’m dipping my fingers

to melted stearin.

LAW OF EQUALITY

As long as there're more

than one human left,

the equality doesn't work…

… and finally, when that

last one stands, it s too late.

MEASURE OF THE WISDOM

The wisdom of the individual

ain't any significance.

Only its relation to surrounding

wisdom determines you.

QUESTION TO ALL OF US

You own your brain

but

who finally owns

your thoughts?

INSIGHT

Facts that we are big

or small are insignificant.

Fact that we are,

means already something.

Fact that we get the coffee parcel

advantageously,

seems to be most essential.

EPICURISM

The dinner party enjoys the abundant yield.

Blue fox which hangs in the cloakroom

got it already yesterday.

AWAKENING

Early morning.

My TV greets me with

wars and floods.

Government crises

and six zero results.

Soap in my eyes and

shaver in joint consultation

committee negotiations.

ROSES AND TERMINAL TREATMENT

Life's aim is planting the rose.

There is the task of the death

to tear it off the flower bed...

...terminal treatment in vase.

I SPY

I spy on myself from behind the corner.

I walk behind me.

Does somebody follow me?

Which one am I?

Am I in front of me or behind?

I'll try to follow all this from the sidelines.

NARCISSIST

My mirror image fell when I was in the bath

I saw it from the TV.

My neighbour paid my TV licence fee.

I'm my own neighbour myself,

kind human being.

IN RED

Like a little red riding-hood

you'll come to me.

Do not be afraid.

I'm not big and not bad.

I'm neither a wolf nor a grandmother.

I'm that frog, that one which

a prince did not come.

GIVE ME

Give me a  power to hold the pain.

Give me a power to meet bad.

Give me a cigarette!

WINTER

Winter, under shoe crunching.

The beach mattress is awaiting.

Straight lines of Smoke statues

has surrendered.

SILENCE

If silence whispers to me,

i'm free to write it down.

If shouts, i'll call to my doctor.

LATHE BED OF LIFE

Sliver by sliver life

is latheing us till speed

extinguishs and we graduate.

No Right To Return

FLAMENCO

Guitar with spaghetti strings.

Maiden with felt boots and

stressballs in her hands.

I'm Out of Here!

4 X F

Fact, fiction, fusion and fission.

Those're the words of love mission.