Wednesday, August 18, 2010

we live in the subway...

by human being

illustrations by rhoda penmarq

we live in the subway
at different stations
no one ever leaves here
we just live our life!

sisyphus rolls his boulder
from one station to the other
nobody gives him a hand
no one has got a hand in this land

we do not shake hands here
we just shake our heads as we walk
thoughts can't climb the stairs
dialogs are run over by trains

we all run
to take a trip
to take a sit
to take a nap

to dream of the land above
that we are not allowed to visit
they are busy there
they are busy cleaning the land from bodies and trees

they want the land bodiless
they want the land treeless
they say bodies and trees make it priceless
and they laugh

no one cares about the meaning of words in this land
we just hear the words
we hear them laughing
we hear them cleaning the land

we hear the bodies and the trees that are cleaned
the subway is full of voices and sounds
but nobody listens
joshua bell's violin is begging for hearing ears

nobody lends him even a pierced ear
no one has got an ear in this land
fear has got the upper hand
courage is lost in the maze of knowledge

minds do not find each other
they masturbate in their interior monologs
poetry is raped by busy nets
stories are stillborn

we live in the subway
at different stations
no one ever leaves here
we just live our life

............................................ like a dry leaf in the wind


Imola said...

Pleasantly surprised! Words that have no meaning, trees that have no purpose...people trapped in solitude among fellow men...


PS Love the drawings! :)

Dan Leo said...


And Rhoda's drawings always rock!

rhoda said...

thanks, always great to hear from someone new

and dan, thanks as always

human being said...

yes, it's all about that trap!
thanks for reading and nice words...

Dan Leo...
thanks a lot!
rhoda's illustrations are like a magic mirror... i understand myself better when i 'look into' them...