One dreary winter‘s day

I might at last be ready

To leave this heated shell

And lavishly start salting

The frozen streets of love.

Like Satan᾽s tiny insect pet,

After dozing God knows where,

For days, persumably, or weeks,

Is suddenly — just — there;

Death, by a buzzing, soft sensation,

Insists on its existence

And — if it should choose to stay —

On the illusion of resistance.

A Walk in Winter

In the middle of the surface,
a tiny island, looking stuck.
Anatomy then indicates:
on the pond - a frozen duck.
Pondering, I realize,
Bloody Hell, it‘s cold as fuck.

Into The Maelstrom

This is another piece of lyrics that I wrote for the band Sweetwood (based in Burgdorf). They're an acoustic prog band and good friends of mine, so when they asked me if I wanted to write something for an amazing piece of music that sounds like a very proggy rendition of the James Bond theme, I didn't have to think twice. I think the text is about somebody trying to move on into a new and more adventurous stage of life and is left by his fiancée and soulmate at this watershed. I wanted to do something with confidence and fear, in an overly epic setting. So here we go:

Into the Maelstrom

A wreath of silver on your hair

Glistening surf from everywhere

Grab my hand and be assured

We won’t be denied

Any of our promises

You’ll wake up by my side

Your pulse is pumping in our palms

All you fear is all we know

The universe’s exit door

Gaping mouth below

Into the Maelstrom

The final leap of faith at last

Together we can change the past

But as the boundless firmament

Turning pitch black blue

Starts closing in around us now

Something’s shining through

A flawless constellation

The moment’s come to redefine

The concept of serenity

I’ll be all yours and make you mine

Your pulse is pumping in our palms

All you fear is all we know

The universe’s exit door

Gaping mouth below

With bated breath, you show your face

All that matters comes undone

The whirling vortex calls us down

(But) you gravitate towards the sun

Doubt is dancing in your eyes

And seething in your soul

Eradicating paradise

Swallowing you whole

Your tears beg for forgiveness

In disbelief, I turn away

The elements between our lives

As everything turns into spray

Into the Maelstrom

2014

AB – far-away hugs were necessary

AZ helped me bend legality

CS – high hopes, full glasses, broken promises

DZ – distance is inspiring

FU: “Screw you, guys, we’re going for a hike!”

GB – a sad goodbye – that was overdue

LZ – secrecy’s our secret

MK – more than once the only bro amidst so many cons

RR kept revolutionizing when we were in town

SR – still, you must be kidding

SS – a hidden coin, a wake-up mandolin and divinest (non)sense

TK – aphrodisiac aphorisms

US – a most lovely helpful being

VK – listened, laughed – hello at last 

2013

AB’s voice and food were just exquisite

AK vanished after a jolly episode of snowy heat

AZ and I were closer than ever

CS had ups and downs – glad we’re back on track

DD and I discussed the issue of mothers

DZ and I discussed the issue of women, death and morals

FU laughed her head off and opened up

GB – my darling: tender, brutal, everything

GR was the man, the friend, the bro

JB quoted Hagrid and kept walking

LB was the quiet voice who’s always right

LZ finally started talking about what matters

MK insulted me repeatedly – and with good reason

RR told the kids how much the fish was

RS was a piece of the sky gone blank

RU and I told each other jokes of male proportions

SR played the main theme, an interlude, the main theme

SS – a greater future lies ahead, we believe

VK expressed her love for orange beards
VM was my co-teacher and fellow beard friend

A Moment (Just) In Time

Ghastly Weather – We Said Hi –

A Talk And We Shook Hands – And Hence –

Beyond Your Stuttering I Will

Remember Only Elequence