past – Scriptorium '77

sick as i am

sick as i am
i try to obscure
what went wrong
during the latest nights

Living Life Entirely

targeting the inner self
with feelings from the highest shelf
in a living room of sunsets

the only way to turn things around is to finish talking

at the fall / on the wall / downhill
with the wind in your hair
no view in front of you

Darkest Day on Dublin Bay

I can’t go wrong
Can only walk on
Through this mindless time
Long past my prime

Time Without Memory

Time is ticking
Moving backwards
Memories flush
Through a tortured brain

train station girl

what are my thoughts
what have I done
when time goes by
my love has gone

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

Being Here

Back again
Where it all began
Where it all ended
Where the future started

@ Dominik Alexander / 2021

Sonnet #14: Uneven

The ghosts of past are spreading wings of fire
They share their waste along the burning shore
We leave them there to keep each other dire
Because insane like us we wanted more