Zeitgeistpoems:

Sleep, my Lovely (Satis Shroff)

I found you

The way I lost you,

Like a wandering cloud,

On a full moon night.

You were chatting animatedly

With another female medical student.

I saw you,

You saw me.

Was mesmerised

By the sight of you.

You kept on talking

Looked again

Then you smiled,

A broad, sympathetic smile.

Came to me

Said, ‘Hallo!’

With a sweet smile.

We went to a student bar,

Drank a few glasses of Chardonay.

Your were tipsy

I had to bring you to bed.

Your favourite expression was:

‘Süss!’

You found everything

In life sweet,

When you were stoned.

It was all too sweet,

Till you put your mask away,

To reveal what lay beneath.

Pretending to be

What you weren’t.

Your manic depression

Got the better of you.

The sleep therapy

In the Black Forest clinic,

Had helped you only for a while.

I saw you once,

From a street-car window,

Pulling and walking around

With your Bollerwagon,

Your entire belongings,

A blank expression

On your white face.

A drifter in the city,

No, life’s not sweet,

To some.

The last I heard of you was

You’d jumped out of your room

In Freiburg west,

On a gloomy Sunday

High on ecstasy.

Adieu, my lovely.

I lost you

                      The way I found you.