Newlander's world

I live in a lingustic world.
Words are many, but meanings?
they never get comprehended;
tongues lash out emotions, never tiring-
In my submarine world
i can never see their actions
befitting the versions
that get rewritten over and over.
I cannot understand
the speed of the bullet train.
I am the fool.


I live in a semantic world.
An immense wealth of emotions calls us forward
to be someone to somebody.
To understand the motions below the surface
to be a shrink no an analyst
to be a clown who never lost out
to be the lunatic slamming his skull on a wall of
unforeseen consequences.
I am the fool.

I live in a world of make believe.
There is a story behind the faces.
faces with words, but no meanings
faces with meanings but no words,
they wait to gather the hurricane, they
tell me the truth can never be written
a word spoken is a word lost,
a meaning expressed is a meaning denied.
I break my head.
I am the fool.

I live in a world of chaos
never understanding who I am
where I am.
In my terrestrial world there are persons
faces with expressions that deny all oceans
they live in a drought of words.
They charm and caress.
I am the fool.