After all

Days 

weeks


years


You realize


that solitude


is the only lasting compagnion


You change your ways


and views


on many things


Love


 Friendship


all those things


that filled your mind


when we were kids



Nothing is ever given


and the best attempts


sadly crashes


in dumb egocentric


expectation



Strangely


the coffee


tastes better


and you slowly lift the cup


 it's Hot


almost burning your lips


there it comes


the taste bitter


on the tip of your tounge


feel the heat


on its way to your


stomach


then a deep drag


on a handrolled Bali shag


and a lazy stare


at the rain


13.19 am


on a friday in


february





This is


as good as it gets


as fine as it ever will be


to hope for more


would be ignorant


and not quite sane


But if you are lucky


moments like this


will be there


For you


and you can leave it all


knowing


that


after all


you were here


for a reason




(By Jesper Lehmkuhl)