When critical improvisation becomes a job
Crying for the hardy world
that we share.
For a rejuvenation of
the daily life
Enjoy your anesthesia, mostly adequate
Yes that is what I need!
Not much to get excited about.
It does not slip away
it also does not linger
Too long sometimes too short
In the heart of things and for
things close to the heart
Chewing on crowds and activity
For relaxed convenience
Eternity but not too much!
In a state of near-hysteria
15 minutes delay
Guaranteed unexpectedly!
a kind of uncertain resignation
Ponds of calm in the eye of the storm
Another heavy attack on the big brain
When critical improvisation becomes a job
and will resurrect within the gallery.
Yes that is what I need!
In fact, I am in fashion.
Here I am, on my throne
of inflated bags
that we share.
For a rejuvenation of
the daily life
Enjoy your anesthesia, mostly adequate
Yes that is what I need!
Not much to get excited about.
It does not slip away
it also does not linger
Too long sometimes too short
In the heart of things and for
things close to the heart
Chewing on crowds and activity
For relaxed convenience
Eternity but not too much!
In a state of near-hysteria
15 minutes delay
Guaranteed unexpectedly!
a kind of uncertain resignation
Ponds of calm in the eye of the storm
Another heavy attack on the big brain
When critical improvisation becomes a job
and will resurrect within the gallery.
Yes that is what I need!
In fact, I am in fashion.
Here I am, on my throne
of inflated bags
Wichard Ragner, Belgium, day 324 of the year 2018