this night was like the day before
and will continue its course in the hours to come
I can safely say that, I say with a sour smile,
it was busy in the dark, the brain did not abide by the rules .
it will be a day and night of throbbing fantasies
not that I choose it, it is the path I know well
full of rudderless recurring fabrications
which, despite some experience, I am unable to cope with
.
in hindsight, yes, in hindsight, I should have known
the signs often appear well in advance
but then I'm not sitting comfortably in my armchair,
where obligations evaporate or are lost in soulless staring
.
the clock shows half past five, without a chime, because it's digital
I only have to look at the bottom right of the quadrangle
as you can see, from a background with a lot of nothingness,
from this type of morning, a meaningless poetic story emerges
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Ik ben , en gebruik soms ook wel de schuilnaam Julius V.E. Dreyfsandt zu Schlamm.
