It’s still early February
But I can already sense the heat coming
The heat from all global spaces
It is the cold eye of the storm humanity faces
© Dominik Alexander / 2022
Category: Literatur/e
Midnight For My Soul
I possibly like the night too much
When everyone else is sleeping or dreaming or whoring or such
There is an inner peace I find
Don’t get me wrong, I do trust my working mind
© Dominik Alexander / 2022
Wolkentanz
Das Leben ist schon verrückt
Wie ein Wolkentanz
Überall diese dichten Schleier
Doch plötzlich verrückt sich was
© Dominik Alexander / 2022
I Still Haven’t Done What I Want To Be Remembered For
There is a feeling inside of me
that I am enough
© Dominik Alexander / 2022
Sonnet #19: Escape
He always left the escape door wide open
To flee the scene as soon as struggles grew
Sometimes he tried to face a case with coping
But in his mind was left what he went through
© Dominik Alexander / 2022
Wir sind sechsstellig
Mittlerweile sind es ja nur noch Zahlen
Liegt da wirklich eine Gefahr in der Luft?
Eher ist da diese unsichtbare Kluft
Die immer größer wird
© Dominik Alexander / 2022
SPAZIERENGEHEN
Spazierengehen war einst ein schönes Wort
Es bedeutete Ruhe und Friede
Die Natur zu durchstreifen an einem Sonntag
© Dominik Alexander / 2022
Monday Night On Tuesday Morning
There is a darker sense
Far beyond midnight without any { offence / essence / evidence }
© Dominik Alexander / 2022
VOICES QUIET NOISES
at midnight are the voices quiet noises
through the open door of my balcony
comes streaming in not just clear air
© Dominik Alexander / 2022
Annette
ANNETTE is a fairy tale
In a good way
And in a bad way
© Dominik Alexander / 2022
