one way trip

you can trace
every event
to one point
a specific situation
outcome
this game can be played
with every present moment.
we can drive ourselves crazy
pondering possibilities
but there exists only one outcome
and this is how it will stay
forever
mixing decisions with others
we control nothing
only a chance to ride the wave
at the discretion of the wind.

night shift

there is something comfortable
about a sofa
early morning
television on mute
consciousness slipping in and out.
it dates back to the early days
locked in solitude
with a lone voice
asking or ordering
to take these weary bones to bed.
the days of breaking night are over
age pushes the body to sleep
but the mind wants to know why.
theories are pondered
the answer of why will stay out of reach
in perpetual movement
on the outskirts of the creep.

stainless rust

a well oiled machine grinds to a halt
the thief negotiates with himself
and decides to go the original route.
i'm not sure if was the right decision
a trip inside herman's head
reveals the clashing personalities.
they scream yell laugh
but the outcome is the same.
the ghost in the shell
master commander overrides all action thoughts.
the machine tries to move
specks of dirt clings to the oil
everyone watches to see the next move
no one helps.
the thief smokes an imaginary cigarette
leans on the side of the machine
and listens to the inner workings of the machine.