Fall Days

Completed life
half-eaten breakfast
this gentle hand
that tries to wake me

i'm still asleep
in your surrender
still overwhelmed

with gifts and duties
with lies and falseness
with my engagement
with being inbetween
in madness

in tedious glory
of selfmade practice
affordable dreams
of innocence and weakness

broken colors
complete submission
in lying underneath impression
in the self and i confusion

trivial wisdom
adjusted concepts
just want to spit the bitter truth
out of the innermost relation

release my ashes