I think, I am narrow-minded. I feel so empty.
Squeezed into a pretty leopard bank, I sit and stare in front of me,
while in the farthest corner of my eye a ponytail child
drinks his chocolate very slowly.
Whether it already knows the void?
Clouds move like ash-blue flounders in the sky. It drizzles. The chandeliers
blitzen. Mr and Mrs Grau poke around in the in-house schnitzel,
at the bar the waiter stands twirling his tie.
Piggy was here, that much is certain, but also Pepe Lienhard,
Arnold Koller, Princess Ann and Matthias Mast,
Stars, like you and I -
engraved in golden shields, hang them over that
velvety leopard damask.
"May I collect, Lady? You had some tea… ”-“ What?
Seven francs for this espresso cup, Tooth glass, flat droplet?
Those Ideas! I'd better swallow a juicy one right away
Raindrops ... !
I've been looking for my heart, my seismic structure –
Vulcano –
but, but, now I'm becoming even more honest,
maybe better, I go!
(retro, that. 2007)