mandag 15. november 2010

The vacuum cleaner












Noko lettare dystert eg fann i mi gamle notatbok. Av og til må ein snu om, etter ei oppdaging av status quo. Eg identifiserer meg tidvis med støvsugaren, men i Gud er eg ein hageslange, grøn og fin.

Emptiness
is on my mind
Emptiness
is what I find.
I can feel it's presence at the present
thought absence is what it is.
A vacuum of..

I stopped receiving
started to suck
whatever. Mostly dust.
What first looked like shiny steel
revealed to have rust.

The destroyer, killer, the thief
got a piece of me.
Didn't even have to fight for it,
but was offered it freely.
Oh, thoughtlessness.
Every step in the flesh
is one of death.

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