Closing time

Mentally
I have to kill
myself at least once
every day
it can be drugs
television, alcohol
all 3 together
works very well
numb dumb and blind

Like a tree
losing it's autumn
leaves
to protect itself
against the long and cold winter
and of course
it is not really dead
it just seems so
adjusting to the sad circumstances
waiting for better times

The dull stupidity
of it all
simply forces me
to seek shelter
somewhere
behind my eyes
where no man
will ever go
out of reach
waiting
for better times

J. Lehmkuhl