The frown

I frown at the sight of danger
For I fear death is watching me


When I’m gone

The fearful thing is this:

Though we leave a legacy behind,
The only thing that is left of us, is dust.


Forever

Enjoy your solitude in life
For in death it is all over


Dreams of utopia

Imagine no more need
Visualize everyone getting along
Think about it

It will never happen


Broken

Over a broken bridge
Into a broken house

He eats from a broken plate
Sits on a broken chair

Still
For one moment
His heart was whole


Raven’s nest

Reach out

Sitting on your branch
Hold on for your dear life

It is a long way down


Traffic

I am on a highway
A truck
I am no more.


...and the man walked the donkey across the street

The man walked down the street.
It was the first time in a decade.
For companion he brought along a donkey.

As crossing the first street a speeding car smashed into the donkey.
The man died of grief moments later.


Goat

Death is walking her goat by a leach
Everyone who crosses their path
Die


Nightmares of dying

Even in his sleep
He could feel the pain

The pain of the raven
Picking out his eyes


Father

At the time
It didn’t cross my mind

I wanted to be me
Alone and be free

Could not see
The suffering

I caused you
In your final time

Now we can never
Say goodbye


A circles end

An urge for violence
Sexuality

Aggressive thoughts
Repent all evil

There is nothing human anymore
Just pleasure and death


After life

My last thought
The filthiest of them all

What you do to my corpse afterwards
I do not know


I, the hunter

A hunter
Hunted by his prey

Inverted roles

Only then you know
How much you fear yourself