thank you for not being you

but the league that i wouldn’t struggle within


thank you for at least being

the least of the meaning and hence for being there again.


the mountain questions the height as yet by coincidence

the ground asks of the seed.


my depth in you

is well drowned in the lack of the meaning of all sentences.



now. you’ re. gone.


now on,  i assume it is a well drifted idea

to write what’s playin’ as i’m writing.

which would mislead any reader to whatever the reader is feeleing after reading such sentences

or might help others to remember what the hell was being talked about:

as yet

morphine-the night


yea these two =)