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People talk about the weather
People talk about the weather
People ask how you're doing just because that's ethical
You say "I'm fine, thank you, how about you" because that's the protocol
People present themselves as a person, old, or young, with a profession
They're curios about your origin and age
They're merely interested into your past
But they don't actually listen
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There are moths in my chest
Missing one person equals having one hole in the heart.
Two persons, two holes.
Missing them with a little scale makes a small hole.
My heart's attached with many big holes.
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Boredom
A surfer, sitting on a board, just sitting there. No wave to ride on.
A dancer, hanging around the dance floor, just hanging around there. No rhythm to move to.
A pizza dough, lying in an oven, just lying there. No hot air to blow pores inside it.
An antilope, standing in savanna, just standing there. No predators to run from. -
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I wish I had an enormous sack so I could pick and throw in every single person that I love. So I could take them with me whereever I go. So I wouldn't have to miss anyone. -
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Two people smiled at me.
Two men wore pink.
Two boys with bandaged wrist.
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Naughty mole and Mr. Owl
A heart, it will never be whole.
It always has a hole.
Because of a naughty mole.
That likes to stroll.
And has a pistol.
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Six cursed months
I fucking curse you!
Just like I did to the deserted September.
I fucking curse you.
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Come, Armageddon, come!
Sneak a peek on my tip toes.
There, outside my window.
Above the horizon it is clear that it's coming to my way.
It is black and red and deep purple.
It's flashing, it's soaring, it's trembling, it's roaring, it's looming.
It is obvious.
Your almighty solitude, I can't escape you.
I look away.
I look at the calmness behind me.
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Knead me like dough, twist me, spin me around above your head, slam me to the ground, put me through fire... Later I'll be your daily bread.
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