A quality of ignorance,
self-deception may be
necessary to the poet’s
survival.
Jim Morrison

They talking but I never betray
They hustling but at home I stay
They calling for me, can't say I ain't afraid
Tears, blood, and diamonds, slay
Don't slay the queen
Love her in her castle by the bay
Summer never end, only I'll run away
Summer never end, pick me up just ride my way
Ride the wave, ride the snake

Yes, I hear them calling every day
Every day but I am ashamed of their game
Palm trees, bling bling, and lychees
Sunset never end on these two wheels
Keep track of em greens
Cause I can't count my feels

This duty of Doing
Of occupying
Of deciding
Of settling

Slow down

Even if I did not move a finger today - this day
My entire self travelled in immense speed to reach out wherever it wanted

My muses told me to invite you over
Whenever you are done - moving your fingers

All my people
All my adventure
All my passion
All my free love
I have found in only one
Only you I would give the world improved
Ready to roll into the black hole

I pull my eyes to the left
They see snow on dead ground
Naked trees high on anorexia
Pieces of blue are trying to paint idyllic
But I’m not here
I’m with you at the hallways with the sun knocking at the door, even at  night.
In front we have the past as well as the present
Couldn’t be more majestic
I’m not here.

Those days and nights put into a spinning wheel , moving on us.
And no time to shower
The bluest lake full of past, eyelashes of gods and tears of monsters
My mind was not set
No connections of past
Absolute state of endless freedom
Absolutely lost

Light my cigarette honey
Give me time to grab the pen
Give me time to lose a sense of self
Give me the chance to ride in speed of light
Let’s meet on the other side
I get what I wish for – it pours over my skin like burning ice
All the time more than I can take
Let me rest at the train station tonight.
Strange strangers you will get to meet
Torn apart by pain
Thinking to find answers in their own mirrors
In others shadows
Creatures of darkness

He lit another cigarette for me
It was cold, dark outside
The dragon provided me with fire
Exhausted from spoken words and told stories
I wanted to go home
If I only knew where it was.

More than sounds and ocean waves
You are able to embrace my existence
Just as yourself being inbetween the void and supernovas
Bet you feel lonelier than a fourteen year old girl forced to turn into a woman

Instead of bringing us company
I dedicate these words to you, untouched, unknown
Only ****** who is allowed to judge and laugh about what Moon sees

Tonight we will share a bottle of wine and any music appealing to your craters
Agree
Accept
La Salud

Love is more
than taking her once a week in your freshly cleaned car
to a hotel and on a shopping spree
without knowing what her thoughts and dreams might be
without listening to her level of frequency
Can you tell me
What is intimacy?

While you take a trip to the center of your mind
trying to redefine what you really want in life
Is it money, fame or neither?
Maybe now you really need her
To hold you tight and cook you dinner

If it wasn't for the words that build up my poetry
My mouth
I'd cut it off with my mothers kitchen knife
Hang it upon the wall like a master piece of art
Blood has never harmed anybody
My eyes picked out with toothpicks
An old man in a suit will eat them like olives in a glass
My hands
I honor them to lead the pen to the finish line
Those I will keep