Host Tree (an old song)

I fight! All clear: just for my little climax. But clouds are faster than me. Where are you now, my golden thread? Am I colliding with the present?, when I fight like that? Don't ask. Read it in its tremors ...

BBC-News with Meerkulisse

I am the sea. Wild and untamed. My message is: Incomprehensible! A desperate father sinks his daughter inside me, or drive a boy tied to PET bottles on me; during yachts and jaunts romp on me - ...