Kafka style

since no one knows much about happiness let's try it here 

let's take it all in. lost in thoughts Kafka style: twice engaged twice disengaged 

happiness is not the opposite of unhappiness 

love cannot be buried inside oneself for it would become 

just a random feeling. then nothing. 

and after that, nothing at all

during its first 600 million years this planet was molten

how did carbon molecules reached the Earth?

any form of life involves heat

"it doesn't mean so much to like somebody"  

(who said that. and why?)

talk to me without any pauses for ten thousand hours

talk to me like tomorrow 

will never end

talk to me so we can stay awake 

at this dying table 

which we, so childishly, name "time"

I am not asking you to break the sun 

nor to build me a castle of dreams with large luminous windows 

I'm not even asking you to take me out for a dancing night

(oh how I love to dance. 

in my mind)

the asteroid Bennu, this humungous bolder, totally lacks gravity 

there is a risk of falling apart 

once it reaches a planet

any planet.

robins and nightingales are my favorite little creatures 

of the naked sky

just saying 

just saying

La Punkt

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shadowless

"The door that did not exist 

stood open" 

(Frank Bidart) 

all that talking had suddenly stopped

eyes closed. darkness welcoming 

the rest of the colors 

which one will borrow from the other? 

poetry on a side. same with the rain 

I feel like sending it to the backyard. 

what should one do with this autumn? 

working 9 to 5 from my own house 

then working some more 

twisted words 

regretting that they even exist 

someone is clapping obsessively from inside the refrigerator 

literary world vanished forever 

as far as I am concerned it can go straight to hell 

the grass still standing up shadowless is 

underneath the leaves 

equipped to last more than the roses 

catching my entire attention 

as you do these days

caught in reveries

two sticks of reality rubbed against each other 

(as philip roth had said) 

one for me one for you 

suddenly someone starts skinning a fox 

at a certain page 

the new elected president is a poet 

the oreo cookies are banned throughout 

the universe. 

I learned to drive 

in a cemetery in the north side of chicago 

the same cemetery where many years later 

my younger brother and I 

went to buy a plot for mom. 

open wide the windows in your room 

the pleasant breeze will remind you 

that you are alive 

and something wonderful is happening to you 

now close your eyes. listen 

what should one expect from a song? 

we shouldn't tap our fingers in silence 

needless to say we cannot add new 

musical notes to a song which just ended 

how about words?

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all that is perfect

I'm speaking with you about horses
and we both know
it's not about horses or a body of any matter
If I will make you a cup of coffee, it will turn into love
I am not afraid anymore
to put the right words into their places
give me a sentence
I'll find the pain
and send it away in a fancy carriage
to an abandoned house
now there is only the air between us
heavy as a ship full of gold
the sky is watching helplessly
as me and you are getting away
up above - all that is perfect
down here - a few open gates
the drops of blood
forgetfulness and its many blessings
fingernails

departures

all the excitement there can be 

is in me 

my brain on fire I cannot add or subtract anymore

loosing the faculty of staying close to yourself.

there is a huge nail in my tire and it drives me crazy 

not knowing how it happened 

or where. 

what is so special about today? 

I'm tracing back each thought

in all of them, you and God 

together

perfectly sealed like a can of tuna in water

who am I to separate the two of you?

my cat, up and down the stairs

following me everywhere

she knows the way: 

the closer you stay, the sooner the escape