of a Starry Night

Walking barefoot on sand towards new unrecognizable sounds
which seem to hide behind the waves disguised as emptyness
whom like the moon,
hides behind the clouds of the darkest sky.
New sounds, empty sounds.
Not the sounds that I've longed to hear for so long,
Just watered down versions of a Starry night under a bridge.
A starry night painted on the canvas of Life
Ready to be discarded and painted over.

About Silence and Words

One coin, two faces to show

Both as different as night and day

Latent repetitions of things lacking that didn´t come to fruition

Because of omissions and misunderstandings of words

…and silence.

Words that pave the way to the promise land.

A promise land in forms of pancakes, art films and late-night infomercials

A once attainable dream which slips away

Because of silence

…that silence.

Silence that drowns the words

Words that shatter into nothingness once they lose their meaning

And all that is left is silence … empty mutterings no one gets

Words of silence shouting, screaming for someone to hear them,

a silence that shouldn´t be.