Sunrise

An intriguing feeling of loneliness
feels like follows me almost everywhere
I've heard true stories of different mechanisms to live
all of them together cause a drowning vortex inside me

      I lay naked in the middle of my thoughts
      inside my stomach is an encraving fear
      about the next life

I could count the alphabet backwards in my head
to feel myself one degree more zany
Instead I'm silent as settled wind
hoping that on the morning I'm swept
like yesterday evening's bread crumbs from the porch's doorstep


31/12/2016