You were a closed one. Gray and withdrawn. But a sun was burning (in) to you. Planes were cruising in your sky, against two, nichts als verworrene Linien. Your direction: Why?- Always further away ---- from you! ...
Retro_2018: Babies stay! And blind!
I want to understand one, which is not easy to understand. There is not much to understand about her; It's so simple and simple! Do you understand me? Ask her. Or: You know, as I mean ’? Liebst du mic ...
A self-portrait
Before that there was the future, and afterwards there was the past. And in between there was a middle, which was completely missing. Except for this little moment, maybe. This was me. This was where I lived: A temporary solution, das blühte in den Ewig-An ...