Jan (second version)

[Sandra]

(more of Jan´s words.....)

Walking around
you know the tune,
but want to learn to recognize
what given day
will alter your basic modus of living,
the significant time...


On the old fashion feather filled pillow
that you knead
into any shape you need it,
you dream,
but do not know,
is it real or not?.
You cannot harm anyone
with your antics
There´s no after remorse,
for that.

Wake up
Messed up
in fear, sadness, utter confusion,
overwhelmed by emotions
all means of control gone.
“That´s how it should be” you say