it’s cold outside and in my rooms
it’s cold in here and in my dreams
the winter is about to be
while sitting here and drinking tea
four little steps to… wipe away the boredom
the birds are gone or have you heard’em ?
they’re back south for joining holiday
should we join them or just stay ?
What can I write for January
maybe same as, well, for February ?
and then there will be March
sounding same as large
and what about the April
rhyming with a big hill
silly poem about May
nothing here to say
and in the middle of the June
can we light a little lune ?
or later in July
we will all get high
but first forget the August
not, of course, we’re all just
waiting for September
my name is not like Amber
and after the October
November won’t be over
but here there is a cut
for making myself shut
but we forgot the last one
December will not be gone
this is fucking stupid but maybe worth a mention
I need the lights on
all around me
when I want to sleep
I need my towers of pillows
to put my body on
my head and my knees
to dream
I need pills
drops and water
to calm down for silences
Alright. This is a lesson for YOU:
I don’t ever need to study „Social Work“ at university. Because I am social. Already.
My university.. is much bigger. And it’s called society.
What do you think now ?
Am I stupid ?
No.
