Donnerstag, 26. Juli 2012

Lovemelovemenot


He may say yes a thousand times
But nothing – ever – will suffice
So why do you believe – me – when –
I wouldn’t have – denied it – twice?

Samstag, 14. Juli 2012

Swinging Teabag


Carving circles in the air
Hypnotize it with your stare
Mug this final destination
Unexplored criteria
Teabag, tumble to your bed
Zodiac, come set me free

Freitag, 13. Juli 2012

Class Reunion


Hey, I’m glad that you could make it
It’s really great to have you here
How you doing, guys, come in
Champagne, a glass of wine? A beer ?

Don’t worry, guys, I’m not the boy
With the Bible anymore
Remember how I – yeah, that’s right
Man, I must have been a bore –

You see I’ve got my own address
I’ve changed my name and attitude –
And now I’ve got my PhD
I can afford the finest food

I’m building up my own ideals
A workaholic in my prime
Money, self and confidence
Sex and drugs from time to time

But she – she sits there and avoids
Looking – smiling back at me –
And I can see – That she preferred
The weirdo that I used – to be

Montag, 18. Juni 2012

Violins


And slowly I approached the village
When I heard them from the coast –
Maladies for melodies –
I glided over sand, a ghost

I felt a fire flickering
Behind the pitch black dunes just when
I saw them with their instruments
A shoal of oily fishermen

Violence in violins
Disharming me – I guessed that sooner
Or later they would realize
Their life was pointless with no tuna

Finding You


Rain, an absent-minded tree
Abandon each and every limb
Nothing in our eyes to see
Zeal we show and still conceal
Invisible, too soft to hatch
Somnambulist phenomena
Keys for someone else’s car
As we have a lion heart

Montag, 7. Mai 2012

Over The Influence


You breathe and listen to my lungs –
Your wordless sounds of happiness
Keep resonating through my flesh –
Our hair is still an awesome mess

__________

I breathe too fast and try to listen
But your words are meaningless
Liquid demons rampaging –
I don't notice your caress

__________

In restless dreams – a miracle –
The two of us – an empty street –
We don't feel the broken bits
Of glass that cut our dancing feet
But rum – is burning in the wounds –
– My blood – congealing – in the sleet




Donnerstag, 19. April 2012

Whoever

Whoever is responsible
For my recent falling
In fervent love with her –
Thanks for dropping me