Sunday, November 25, 2007

crazy grandma









the old squeaky swings
in the backyard
thousands of books
on the stairs
the tea bags and the pipes
the sweets the tattared sweets
the boiling pots fizzling the best marmolade
the paintings all over the floor
the shoes and the biggest collection of hats
the lipsticks perfum jewellery
and fairytales chineese porcelain dolls
she'd make your chicks blush
she'd calm the scarry thoughts
and the purring cat on a rocking chair
the old old fotos somewhere with someone else
and all the love letters
she kept in the small green box
and all the engagement rings
never given back
the rosary beside the cherry bottle
and the home made wine
crazy is even the one eyed cat
she had to keep for herself

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

stars stars is all we heared before he flew away

my deep inside another I
porcelaine princess
my feminine sight
the butterflies would catch my disease
attached to
so many foolish small ironic things
she's not like me
she's not like me
in the micro space
in the micro world
on a micro earth
she's hiding somewhere there
she's drinking burbon at half past seven
just before first coffee sip
she doesn't sleep
she writes and draws
she draws herself indig..o-oh!
she doesn't wish you luck
selfish till her white bones
selfthinking only about herself
self selfcocktails drinking
self....funny word..
she makes some voodoo dolls
she loves him till he hurts
she's drinking whiskey
to cornflakes with milk
she's delighted while being a phantom
a crazy funny scarry one i guess
she's somewhere deep-in
laughing at the moon
laughing at starrrrsss
at porcelaine figurine
ballerina in too big ballettshoes
entrapped enticed

Sunday, November 18, 2007

some days



some days should be
hidden put away
drown in martini glass
frozen in heart shaped ice cubes
rubbered out
some days
should never come
should ever be played
forgotten ereased
some days
they just pass you by
they drink your last coffee sip
take your parking place
the last cigarette
pour rain under the scarf
on your way home late..too late at night
some days
they just stare
they stare and laugh
they just stare

she calls it art


the doodles she named them art
the sractches she named them art
the night was not long enough
to look at them closely to judge
the love is a bitch
she sleeps around
and she plays she plays
she smokes too much and she's always drunk
blind and soo fucking drunk
these scrawls she names them art
doodle doodle dim dam dom
she looks at mirror and she overpaints
her eyes her mouth her nose
she overpaints on the smooth mirror's plate
her face
smooth hemispares
perfectly smooth shaped
those doodles
she names them art
the love was a bitch to her
like to anyone else
but she she didn't sleep her back
she didn't slap her back
those scratches they named it art
to scarry to name it anyhow
doodles dum didum dam dam

Friday, November 16, 2007

this one is about love


come to me love
wear my yellow-green dress
cuddle inside me
curle up into side me
come to me love
rain out like clouds do
rain out on my pillow
on my tired decaffeinated dusks
come to me love
stroke my undone hair
my unbrushed thoughts
make me some tee
eat some cake
come to me love
after you.. following dots
unreasonable odds just point into silence
come to me love
in orange spiced tattared sweets
without the hates and songs
of whoever it would be
come to me love
flood into my head
through my eyes
and end..
the never ending grotesque
come to me love
in your morning shoes
with a cup of coffe
just come just come love
you could sleep in the minth shadows
beside some other foolish -oves and -ates

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

dead mice dancing







on the sidewalk
in green puddles
little tiny ...i could hardly hear
in the attics
on the smoky vitriolic graveyards
dead mice dancing
in your thoughts
and in my diary
somewhere under colorful palette
'tween the shots kiriko blue soaked
dead mice dancing
mortifying they grow grey hair
creaky scrapes
among the overfeded cats
they grow wings to be a bat at least
blind black webed
dead mice dancing

egoist platinum




i tried to call you i tried to tell you i tried to yell
i tried to ignore you i try to erase i tried to rubber out, blend
i tried to cuddle i tried to muddle everything to mess up
i tried to reach you i tried to teach you i tried to hide under the blanket
i tried to knock i tried to stock you i got all cold and wet
i tried to hide i tried to smile fulfill all wishes and dreams
i tried to bluster i tried to cluster i tried a red dresses on
i tried to curse blaspherne, execrate i tried no to stop
i tried to do i tried to move i've soaked
in a marzocholate foam

Wednesday, November 07, 2007

my pagan poetry













the pagan poetry
floods my vains
overwelming over and over surrounding
mallullahh talulah
nanahh nah nah
attends other gods other rights
talulah malulah
o! o! o!
uh!uh!uh!
tipi tapo tipi tap
tulala nemh nemh nemh
the pagan poetry
profanation on the holy altar
altar of sentences meanings of words
talulah melalaaahh ahh ahh ahh
! ! ,,,,,,,,,
.....----------ßßßßß
tururumtururu tum tum
bityta bityta uhaaa ahuaa
conee conee uhh ehh u aaa
talulaah telull
miiaaa myyyiiiaaa myhuii uiiaaaooo
it's pagan my pagan
pagan talula tararamtam
tararam uha uhi groii
garola merola uuhh pagan poetry

Monday, November 05, 2007

letter



it was a snowy day
white and so cold and crackled
the one that drowns in the whitness
floods in the cold
the clock's fingers i'd brake
with the longing the minutes i'd time
it was a snowy cold white day
and the air was bended, angled, collapsed
i would stay at your window
with the guys i would drink our heads out
i would cry cry cry
it was a snowy day..
and it was cuddling cold and white and snowy
and i was waiting for you...
strange has this letter become


sniezny to dzien byl
bialy i trzeszczacy
az chcialoby sie zanurzyc w bieli
i schowac sie w chlodzie w mrozie
zegarom polamac wskazowki
i czas tesknota odmierzac
to byl taki dzien.
sniezny i bialy i bialoscia bielszy
i powietrze w zalamaniu zawislo
stalam pod twoim oknem
i z chlopakami sie upic moznaby tez
krzyczec mlaskac i plakac
na psiakrew i psiamac
tramwajami sie ganiac
i za nosy sie lapac
w bieli tonac i chlodzie
i w mrozie snieznym..bo tak!
sniezny to dzien byl i chlodny
i bialy i mrozny tez...
i tyle bym pisac mogla
dziwny ten list do ciebie dzis jest..

die erste deutsche alphabetische Aufzählung der Zahlen von 0 bis 100


A- acht, achtundachtzig, achtunddreißig,achtundfünfzig,achtundneunzig, achtundsechszig, achtundsiebzig,achtundvierzig, achtundzwanzig,achtzehn, achtzig B- gibts nicht C- gibts nicht D- drei, dreiundachtzig, dreiundfünfzig,dreiundneunzig, dreiundsechszig, dreiundsiebzig, dreiundvierzig,dreiundzwanzig, dreizehn E-eins,einundachtzig, einunddreißig, einundfünfzig, einundneunzig, einundsechszig, einundsiebzig, einundvierzig, einundzwanzig,elf F- fünf, fünfzehn, fünfundzwanzigm fünfunddreißig, fünfundvierzig,fünfzig fünfundfünfzig, fünfundsechszig, fünfundsiebzig, fünfundachtzig,, fünfundneunzig G- gibts nicht H- hundert I- nicht gefunden J- nicht gefunden K- keine gefunden L- keine gefunden M- gibts nicht
N
- neun,neunundachtzig, neununddreißig, neunundfünfzig, neunundsechszig, neunundsiebzig, neunundneunzig,neunundvierzig,neunundzwanzig,neunzehn,neunzig, null, O- gibts nciht P- keine gefunden Q- keine gefunden R- gibts nciht S- sechs,sechsundachtzig, sechsunddreißig,sechsundfünfzig, sechsundneunzig, sechsundsechszig, sechsundsiebzig, sechsundvierzig, sechsundzwanzig,sechzehn, sechszig, sieben, siebenundachtzig, siebenunddreißig ,siebenundfünfzig, siebenundvierzig, siebenundzwanzig, siebenundsechszig, siebenundsiebzig, siebenundneunzig,siebzehn, siebzig T- keine gefunden U- gibts nicht V-vier, vierundachtzig, vierunddreißig, vierundfünfzig,vierundneunzig, vierundsechszig, vierundsiebzig, vierundvierzig, vierundzwanzig, vierzehn, vierzig W- gibts nicht
X- keine gefunden Y- keine gefunden Z-zehn, zwanzig, zweiundachtzig, zweiunddreissig, zweiundfünfzig, zweiundneunzig, zweiundsechszig, zweiundsiebzig, zweiundvierzig, zweiundzwanzig, zwölf


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