Take me back

Take me back to a time when things were easier
When i never had to think twice about what i had to do
Take me back to the moment when there were no decisions
No obligations, no roadblocks and in front of me
Were just endless dreams yet to be dreamt
When laughter was simple and the smile wasn't forced
When my heart did not bleed at every turn
Take me back to the moment before existance took shape
Take me back to the nothingness
The comfort of a colourless void
Where nothing did and can exist
Where nothing needs to be done
Where dreams are vacant
And happiness is not even a concept worth fighting for
Take me back to the moment before the hopeless journey of things to do and persons to be
Take me back in time
Let me do it all over again
Maybe this time I'll remember to choose a better path
Maybe this time... It won't change at all
Then take me back to a time that was numb
No clock struck forward no minute called you forth
Take me back to a moment of unlimited existence within a chamber of nothingness
Or at the very least
Tell me my mission for this life
Show me the path to accomplish it
And give me the power and courage to keep going until i do
Or just let me leave this world
A bothersome mess
With nothing to contribute.

The Pole Dancer

"This is not the life I wanted,"

Said the woman, twirling about on the pole,

"When I was young, I wanted to be a dancer.

They said I had magic. I had soul.

And I did. I do. I must have. Don't I?

I don't remember any more

What I ever wished for. I just do

What I must to one day find a door

Away, far away from this mess,"

She flicked her hair and tossed her top,

"I mean, know I'm good at this," she winked,

"But I wonder if it'll ever stop."

She slunk to the ground and crawled to me,

Like a wild cat stalking its prey,

"But I'm really good at this,

And it's not so bad so I may stay,

Wait till I've got all that cash 

And make my way to the floor again, maybe..."

She gave me a peck on the cheek

"Because I feel like giving up lately,"

She said as the song ended and she vanished.

Opening my eyes, I thought of all I'd dreamt

My money making fingers aching from noisy content

And for once, I knew what she meant.

~ March 23, 2017

Servants of Time

Tick tock
She is born
He toddles his way across the floor
Tick tock
They bought her books!
He can now read sentences and make friends
Tick tock
They are young
The future is long. The world is big.
Tick tock
The school left behind
And they have grown to young adults
Tick tock
And slugging off to work
Their dreams just lie a-waiting.
Tick tock
And now they're parents
Watching, judging, critiquing
Tick tock
Another generation flung
Into a cycle till death do us part
Tick smash
I break the clock
I quit and let the world swim by
Crrrr chink
No I don't need it now
YOU DON'T OWN ME! You don't...
Chink tick
It's back again
And we're stuck in another routine.