dinsdag 22 maart 2011

Nothing moves

Nights heavy with
clouds of unknowing
days dragging
with the cracks showing
holes and fissures in the hope
of the feeling you can cope

      with time eternally
      changing infernally
      your life right here
      this strife right here
      nothing moves
      wisdom proves
      nothing moves
      knowledge proves
      nothing moves

dreams weary of
longing for release
fantasy that
soars but it's a tease
with images so tender
it's just a crime to tell her

     of time etc.

         we are low and
         then do what we do
         we go or stay
         it's time moving through
         our bodies stuck in one place
         we're only a whimper in space



early 1986

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