1.3.22, MJS
And I know, why Nietzsche cried
As Nietzsche understood, As Nietzsche understood, As Nietzsche understood. In einem Moment der anbrechenden Krankheit und Schwäche sah er das kommende Jahrhundert in einem grellen Halo über dem Marktplatz ...
again a fly
Get away from me, I want to catch her. Show me, how plump I am, how lame. But at least I have a plan: get me a spray can, Poison class four, can explode. It will hang in this spray, lame. Fertig mit Herum ...
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 --- ...
Note for dad from a loser (that dad will never read)
You're crumbling, father. I feel sad. ---- But you led me by the rope. The mountains were too high. Too far on foot. I got sick from these peaks. ---- And now. Look over us, you and me. Stupid, dass ich dir nie ...
Retro 17, Song without dancing
Blood vessels- ich denke mir euch als aus einem Weinen oder Lachen geschnittene Girlanden, die sich öffnen und runterfallen ins zapfengelockte Meer. Now it is too late. bone- I think of you as long noses from puppets, on four threads ...
He got a love letter from you
The first of two this century. Written from this mad stream, trusting oneself with love. From you, stupid, ugly and fat. But he didn't care about ink blots. He was not entirely at ease with this format. Daher lac ...