Kraken

8 02 2018

Below the thunders of the peaceless mind,

Deep in the abyss, speechless and devoid of light,

Away from reason, undisturbed by thought,

There sleeps the Kraken of my troubled heart.

 

Unnumbered hordes of thoughts, so fair and neat

Pass by its silent numbness, shadowlike.

The faintest glimpse of Common Sense collides

Upon its deafening quietness and rhythm.

 

There have they lain and there shall they remain:

The never spoken truths between the lines,

Ink blotches of Irrelevance in my white lies.

Crushed over the threshold of my beautiful mind.

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Split

20 11 2017

Waltzing on the weightless ice,

Racing rage of rumbling reason:

Shingles sharp and thought concise,

Hazy thirst that can´t be seasoned.

 

Fever of the restless mind,

Wild, unchained, it raids ashore,

Whilst this quiet child inside

`s seeking for an exit door.

 

Singing gospels, see! – she flees:

Joyfully escapes her prison,

Blissful smile across her lips,

Barefoot, numb, yet finally peaceful.