Inevitable decline and decay of male gender

The party ends

Infatuation fades away or..

stay

The inevitable decline..

Nothing ever happens

Nobody ever makes a move

Guess too focused on the groove

Just linger and hang

Empty, strange faces watching from the distance

No approach

Inaction and no initiation

Everybody always

waiting

anticipating

hesitating

Nobody ever makes a move

Guess too focused on the groove..

Don't just sit and wait!

Initiate!

Alone with everybody...

''the flesh covers the bone

and they put a mind

in there and

sometimes a soul,

and the women break

vases against the walls

and the men drink too

much

and nobody finds the

one

but keep

looking

crawling in and out

of beds.

flesh covers

the bone and the

flesh searches

for more than

flesh.

there's no chance

at all:

we are all trapped

by a singular

fate.

nobody ever finds

the one.

the city dumps fill

the junkyards fill

the madhouses fill

the hospitals fill

the graveyards fill

nothing else

fills.''(C.B.)

No Sex in The City II

I utterly cannot utter words no more

Perplexity, complexity of proximity

Paralyzing insecurity

Stutter(It’s not me)

Then you wake up next to me...

If we are lucky...

The way I look in the morning...

''THE WAY SHE LOOKS IN THE MORNING! SHE RAN AFTER THE GARBAGE MAN AND SAID ¨AM I TOO LATE FOR THE GARBAGE?¨ HE SAID ¨NO, JUMP IN¨.

Fire and Ice

''Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice.

From what I've tasted of desire

I hold with those who favor fire.

But if it had to perish twice,

I think I know enough of hate

To know that for destruction ice

Is also great

And would suffice. ''(R Frost)

Some are like fire.Desire.

Some are like ice.

Ice melts with fire.

I also favor desire.

Then ice puts down fire. When melted

And ice wins.

Unfortunately

Pearls of Wisdom of Madame PP...

There are old ladies in the toilets.
They are everywhere. In Belgium.
To collect the money , after the piss.
Its normal. Here.

I talk to them. Normally they are nice.
They like to talk.
Sometimes smile.
They are old. So they are experienced.

I meet one special Madame PP on saturday night.
Strictly Nice.
She breaks out with the smile. I tip her high.
Its a taugh job. Late nights.
Cigarette smoke. She smokes like a chimney.
Ugly wrinkles on her nice face.
She tells me stories.
When ice broken, looks at me and asks:

-Are you engaged?
-No, I answer, Hell no. I'm single.
(Thinking , why the hell are you asking me this?)

-Good! Good for you young lady! You are so lucky! You are still free and have your life for yourself!

-Why, is it so bad to be engaged? ( I ask)

-Remember this : Enjoy your life. And be patient. Don't hurry up things. There is no hurry.
Once you are married your life is finished. Over.
So keep your eyes wide open, dear. You look like a nice girl.
Remember, keep your eyes wide open....

- Are you married? I ask.
-Yes, of course! I already have grandchildren! She says.
-Is your life over then?
-Yes.

There are old ladies in the toilets.
They know better...

Feel Strong

'It is not necessarily important in life to be strong but to feel strong.'
I FEEL STRONG
'And if you want something in life...just ....
REACH OUT AND GRAB IT'