Solodisk

Solodisk of human allegory
Spins around aloud
The always same song
It never seems to hush
Who would even care
About a solodisk

Solodisk of human mind
Alone in pairs
From morning to night
The always same song
Silence and ease in broken space
Lines and stanzas, porter of bygone times
Forgotten, but burned in cold ashes
Solodisk in between coming and going

Solodisk of human communication
On both sides silent fellows
Over scratches, the echo's voice
Even if it becomes silent in some time
Who would care
Forever it will spin around
The solodisk

I wrote that poem when I was in a mood I can not even describe, maybe some can also refer to Benjamin Stuckrad - Barres novel Soloalbum .....

Kiss to you all

Sabine