these days
looking around the globe
one might believe that we are travelling in time

just in the wrong direction

regression as progress
seems to be
the dominant notion of the day
creating wannabees in various disguises
     populist czars, sultans, nationalists, dictators,
     assorted self-appointed snake-oil salesmen
     and saviors of their peoples’ wealth and health,
trumpeting fences, walls, tough immigration laws,
etc., etc.  
to keep out all those aliens

     who otherwise are welcome
     as our partners in the global trade
     that seems to dominate the world of greed

so we can all be ourselves

     whatever that might mean

claiming to solve the problems of tomorrow
     with romanticized memories of yesterday
is hopeless and quite dangerous

do you remember
what that glorified past
actually was?

I feel naked when I look at  the moon today
Why ? Why ? What is there to hide?
and are we really so far?
Such a destitute gaze
alight to sky
Glaring with its brittle skin
Under which she knows
I hides
as a drifter beloved
Always lured
by
the world’s tides

Bullies are just bullies, right?
But what if its your *father?

Count me in or count me out but begin by getting it right

twenty thousand or so dawns ago
I entered into this contract
unwillingly,
willingly or not
got counted in and cast out since to
wander far
to wonder what for
to wish that signature on a distant star belonged to me


courting fantasy though
not fancy free
I try to be
the better or at least the
better part of me.



In the cemetery
which is where it will end,
the place where they send you
when you're through with it all
is where the distant star will fall
into my lap

and I'll realise then
that it's not all that
it's supposed to be

I suppose it's quite like

the better part of the
better me

always so far away.

Reading my problems away
Wishing that I could solve them all
As a protagonist does in a book
But life isn't a book
It'll never be that easy
So I better get my nose out of that book
Before I start wishing my reality
To be that of a book