Archive for the ‘Drained’ Category

Drain 2

Mindlessly, we act and do,

variously, filling our days.

We fill

and we feel empty.

Meaninglessness drains,

ultimately kills.

(To be continued…)









Drain 1

Cycle of humanity,

circling, swirling,

clockwise and anti,

every day …

further down drain.

(To be continued…)








Ge-Rus Road Closed, Snow

I’m functional, determinedly.

But gradually, and suddenly

I hit the wall,

so as to say,

I crash,

maybe avalanche.











I haul my ass to bed,

content, at least,

I am another step closer

to enlightenment.




Musing on the nature of freedom and progress,

time and changes,

peace and prosperity,

he looks at the old washing machine his neighbors

in East Germany gave him,

a goodbye and goodwill present:

strange to you in hindsight,

ardent in intent.

Alas, dirt sticks.

Time and changes,

different system,

different connections,


like a headache:

the machine spins but doesn’t wash.




I’m not your wannabe Lenin

in Shushenskoye,

or elsewhere.


don’t bring me your problems.