i want what i
want
what i want i
want
whant i wat
i what
whan i
wht
wan
i..?
ii
all very well lily,
but a man´s conscience
and understanding
is his own..
and we are not in
the business
of the judgemental..
iii
the materialistic
make us sick-
all very well but-
we have to eat-
-we have to die to
live-
-the spiritual,
don´t
put the beans on
to the toast..does it..
iv
in the garden hosts
of color-
tis, verily, the time
of year,
with fused-intellect
as creators-the
love we are-
gods, or purple insects,
through air
flitter-diaphanous..
blooms trickle
red and wet-
dew-all that is to
beautiful
too true!-(like a cremer!)
time is stilled..
jan cremer
v
work is the
word!
(or do nothing
up to you)
stare at a wall,
kick a ball,
hark the call!-
time is true..