Javi Bobak

The days melt into each other

The wax accumulates

It piles up enormously

So much- you can dig trenches

Five miles deep

And within them

You can make yourself tunnels

To sleep in

Nice and cool

Wake up when winter comes

If you want.

Don’t worry about mirrors

Or electricity bills, bank statements

None of that

Down there you are god

You can be fat, no shame

You can be skinny

Do whatever you want

And then

When winter comes

You can also stay there

If it’s too cold

Go blind like a mole

Have pretty blue spheres for eyes

Evolve

Eat, sleep, eat

And so on.

Maybe sing, dance, bump into walls

But at least you’re happy

And that’s all that matters

Anymore.

The moon, the sun

Don’t go anywhere

But out of view

Out of sight

Linger there

Same place

Of all time

Casting shadows

Casting light

Everywhere

But my mind.

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It takes a while

For it to form

But there’s a doubt

In every yearn

That it shouldn’t be so.

But whoever keeps the moon

Or the sun

Out of touch

And then wonder why

Bad luck has befallen

Is strange like morning dew

If you only knew

I’m thirsty for just a sip of wisdom.

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Ranting like a madman

And the seconds count down

No mask

Seems a little risky

Picked a fight with the porter

Got my bags thrown out the window

Out on the street again

Hearing voices

And this is what they said:

“Even if you wonder that it may not be so, it is. And that’s unfortunate because even if you didn’t think so. It was always so. Forever will be- until the end of time.”