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Jan Harak Jan 2015
My secret wish
is just to dissolve
into my bed
to become one
with everything around
to become the fabric
of the universe

To become water
run through mountains
into green valleys
and join everyone
at the sea party
to raise up as clouds
and fall down as rain drops

To end the thirst
of one lonely human
to became his blood
to go through his lungs
through his heart
and livers
and to leave him again.

To leave the Earth
and go on a journey
that leads nowhere
into deep space
to watch it all from afar
watch it all end
and start all over again.
So deep you can see Adele rolling in it.
Jan Harak Jan 2015
I breathe your soul
it tastes like fire
in my mouth
a burning halo
around your head
devil or prophet
who cares?

Piece of Eden
down on Earth
life on speeding train
coast to coast
valley to mountains
all in your head
who cares?
Life is all about doing things you can live with I guess.
Jan Harak Jan 2015
What time
does the darkness
wake up
at night?

To destroy light
with single touch
and take nightmare
as a spouse.
  Jan 2015 Jan Harak
Sana
Of a might divine
Of a darkness shine
You gleam, glow, glimmer
Sparkling like stars' dust
Dooming the world
To be trapped
Forever
In the colors of the night
You twinkle, sparkle, shine
But no one is giving a dime
For you, you and you
For you, me and them
For in the dark, dark night
You sparkle
For the pleasure of
Nyctophobic eyes
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  Jan 2015 Jan Harak
Almost Lover
Sitting in the floor
Pulling my hair
Surrounded by thousands of people
That are not really there.

I feel the bugs on my skin
The thoughts tell me to hang myself
I ask "When"?

Loud noises from the hollow
All in my head
Throwing up the pills I did not swallow.

Oh God, where are you now
I'm going crazy
I'm going to **** myself... Somehow

Wrote a note to my mom
I'm so sorry I said
Eight years ago
I'm still not dead.

* YOU CAN OVERCOME THIS
  Jan 2015 Jan Harak
caroline
i can hear
the neighbors next door
falling in love,
while we lay here together
falling apart.
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