Drunk thoughts
Are sober thoughts
I think
I think
About, about
You?
No, not you
Can't be
But then
Again
I can't see
Clearly
I can't think
Straight
At least not right now

...

Sober thoughts
Are drunk thoughts.

Awoke in the gloom, a haze
Somehow engrossed in
Its beauty, its comfort
Enamored of its heavy
Showers-****** back
In a deep slumber
Enveloped in peace.

Nights of thought
Nothing new
Breakfast
Lunch
And
Dinner
Nothing new
Nights of thought
Feeling lost
Nights of loss

Another night, more loud thoughts
And I won't sleep well
Maybe I should read a book.

"...but not fearful, just very aware.
If nothing else, life will happen, responsibilities will change, situations will change, and windows may have closed.
So go!"

A wet surface all over
Nothing to do
Will it end?
Will it continue?
Loud rumbles
Bright flashes
Roaring, roaring
Vibrating everything
Tearing off lives,
That grow again
Tomorrow
And suddenly it ends
A wet surface all over
Covered in death all over.

Spoken so boldly
With pride
With confidence
A different tongue
A different taste
A different face

Puts me to shame
Does not belong
Beggars and tramps
Loved by God
Yet ragged in faith
In trust
In all

Still merciful
And giving
And loving
In all
I am dyed
in chartreuse

Motionless in
Shame
And anger

You
Needed me
Wanted me
Loved me
You ****** me up
With your words
I believed

I needed you
I wanted you
I loved you
You ****** me
And you ****** me up.

a day ends,
the sun sets,
the moon rises.
Blessed with
your presence,
the day--
belonging to the world
only temporarily
only for
today.
A new day cast
the sun will rise
all awake--
born anew, born again
refreshed, new order
belonging to
another temporary,
tomorrow.