Saturdays

I hate saturdays
Saturdays are just
a reminder of how much
of nothing I am
I love the quietness
and I hate that I love it
My love for the quietness
is the reason I have
all this nothingness
I’m not moving
I’m just withering
I’m a leaf
hanging on to a branch
in late autumn
I will never find
what saturdays can bring
I will die alone
on a monday morning
A day like any other
A nothing day
for a nothing life

The pink and cool jacket

I’ve tried countless times to write a poem that describes the feeling of losing you to death
It just can’t be done
How can more than a decade of friendship be summarized like that
Impossible
All I can say is that I miss you
I sleep beside your pink and cool jacket every night
I keep it by my side in the day
I wish my time could come sooner
Maybe we could meet then

Two doves, part one

It’s night
Two doves are sleeping on the branch of the tree just outside my window
It’s the very beginning of spring
so there’s no leaves on the tree yet
The street lights light up the asphalt below
The two doves look like two shadows
with their heads down,
sleeping within the safety of each other
It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve seen in a long, long time
They give me some hope

It’s dark but it’s alright

It’s dark tonight, no moon
The smoke from the incense rises
The candle light lights up the smoke
The jazz playing is innovative and crazy
It helps me focus and think and create

I washed everything today
Almost all of my clothes
My pillow and cover and my blanket

There’s a glass just to my right
It’s filled with soda, ice and a lime
And I’m about to edit my book

I’ve got to get up early tomorrow
For work
I’m going to be so damn run down tomorrow

But right now, things are alright

The people on the morning train

The morning train is full of normal people
They smell like all kinds of perfume
But their perfumes all say one thing;
“I’m professional”
These people have normal jobs
They have families and hobbies
When I was little,
I expected to be one of them
That was the future that was portrayed for me
I would be a part of society
“What the fuck?” said society. “You’re not quite normal. Time to fuck you up.”
“Great,” I said. “I’ll turn it into a funny book. Maybe that’ll get me rich enough to circumvent you.”

Legal addictions

Legal addictions are the ones profitable to companies
It’s an investment for a growing economy and therefore “happiness”
It’s all fine, it’s ok
As long as you hit your deadlines and pay the shipping costs
If your addiction takes you down there’s a problem
A money problem
Disguised as a moral problem
If it makes you a bad worker and consumer it’s a sin more severe than all the seven
That’s why, if you have such an addiction, you are not helped but doomed

Why am I alive?

I want to do nothing
To do that I need money
To get money I need to work
To get good money I need good work
To get good work I need good education
To get good education I need to study
All I wanted to do was nothing
Steel against the temple is a quicker way to achieve that goal than all this other shit
How the fuck have I not done it yet?
How am I holding on? And why?

The lions and the wolves

The lions and the wolves had a problem. They were bothing hunting during the day. This caused them to go after the same prey at the same time. Their hunting styles were a bit different which caused confusion and conflict between the lions and wolves. And the more time they spent fighting, the less time they spent hunting and therefore also less time eating. They decided to have a big meeting where they would try to come up with a solution to the problem. Their survival depended on them agreeing and managing to fix the situation. The day of the meeting came but they couldn’t agree on anything at all. At the end of the meeting they managed to decide to go to Evolution and ask for help, since they themselves couldn’t agree to a solution. The next day they all went to Evolution and asked it to help them with their problem.
“This is an easy fix,” said Evolution. “The lions will hunt early in the morning and the wolves will hunt late in the night. I will make sure of this by turning up your energy levels during those times, respectively.”
Both the lions and wolves liked this idea and it was actualized. Times went on and everything worked great. Nobody was interfering with the other.

Then the lions started making companies because they wanted to make money. They built cities, roads and supermarkets where they could buy food instead of hunting. It was harder for the wolves to hunt now because all their prey was scared away by all the noise from the many construction sites. The wolves were forced to get jobs in the companies owned by the lions so that they could buy food in the supermarkets. Of course, the jobs they got started early in the morning because that’s when the lions’ energy levels was at their highest. The wolves could find few or no jobs that started later at night when their energy levels were at their highest. The jobs that did start late in the night were all terrible. Many of the wolves could barely get any good sleep anymore. After work they were too tired to do anything productive with their energy. They had no time, energy or opportunity to be wolves anymore. As a result, many of the wolves developed addictions, sleep insomnia, bad eating habits, diabetes, anxiety and depression. They tried to talk about this issue with the lions, but then they only got fired. They went to Evolution for help instead.
“I will talk to the lions,” said Evolution. It went to the lions and had a meeting with them. “It’s okay if you have companies, cities, roads, supermarkets and jobs, but I specifically ordered the wolves’ energy levels to be the highest at night,” said Evolution. “Why are you making the wolves start work so early? It’s literally in their DNA to work at night. You’re creating a situation where they are at a huge disadvantage. They can’t be productive or happy because you’re forcing them to go against their own biological nature.”
“Tough shit,” said one lion and shot Evolution in the head. Then the lions all ate Evolutions’ corpse while talking about how lazy, dumb and weak the wolves were.