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I will not
invest my time
into someone who
is not willing
to invest
theirs
into
me
Time is a precious thing, I will not waste it on you.
I can feel your eyes
slowly shedding layers off my skin.

I can see your twitching hands,
all about to find the beast within.

Leaning into you,
my breath slowly reaching your ears,

whispering obscenities
you could have only ever heard in your wildest dreams.
The quarantine is doing a number on me.
Rainy day or not
windy, cold or hot
People young and old
careless, scared or bold
yellow, white and black
curvy, slim or fat
full of love or full of hate
the virus don´t discriminate
Tough times ahead of us
You don't know what it's like
to be born under late june's sun,
even though it's dark outside
and the moon is shining so bright
it could claim the lion's throne.
You don't know what it's like
to be a Cancer's child,
to hear the lions roar.
This is about my zodiac sign,  I am a Cancer with moon in Leo and I often feel misunderstood and choose to close into my own little world. I don´t expect anyone to understand this either.
What is a boat good for
where there's no water?
A coma tied to dockside
missing it's blue waves.

What is poet's purpose
when he's a lousy knotter?
A lack of words on paper,
his mind is short of tales.

He's fishing for ideas
on a ship that won't sail,
oblivious to his surroundings,
he's only bound to fail.
Let the boat be the poet's attention.
 May 2019 adam olofantur
Khoisan
A
man
cannot sleep
in
twilights keep
thunderous
clouds
or
counting sheep
where
dreams
are
nightmares
reality
meets
twisting
in
turns
insomniacs
weep
Lily pollens glow
rain of tears drops though it rained
petals glow
lily gleam and glow through it reverses time
night crickets chitter in joy
clock hand reverse twelve
midnight bell rings
willow leaves raddle like reindeer bells
pasture sound chitters and shallow
river flow down the stream fast
the wind made tree leaves raddle
so quick time stopped beneath my feet.
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