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25.10.
black cups with teatreeoil/ waiting for the waking up/ painkillers during the night/ stay stabil - little horse/ need your back alive/ hesitation makes you unreal in this light/ calling it going out for a walk/ nevous silverspoonface/ it will not be the last time/ cops come before breakfest/ painkillers during the day/ but they won't kill you/ but they won't kill you now
13.10-
poisened muffins for those who are hungry/ no idea of a killers head/ fishing foothold/ coruption fucks me/ by hating the ones without names/ wishing us out of the citty/ but iron momy feeds us comfort/ would prefer not to care/ if it wasn't you/ no queens on leaches/ no masters on tounges/ a running-on-rice-battle/ fall down/ fall appart
12.10. daily dying
in daylight I trust/ in raindrops I wash/ my clothes again/ are covered in you/ a string holds my head/ a wosp holds my hand/ when he/ touches my shoulders away
12.10.
we are leftovers from an other futur/ timetravellers in the face of sun/ not willing to expact given shades/ hystheric deep breaths in straight circles/ not eating grey zones/ not smashing wild stones/ permanent barcodes just last for one life/ come over my friend/ grow moss in their holes/ a little goodbye causes flies to cry/ in nights with fizzy hair/ barkers with bikecocks/ and kables in legs/ to program paths we never follow/ too bad
10.10.
brownish bugs in older fears/ found some shade in a concreet/ thinking about cinnamonbubblegum and white jazz for a while/ but dog is hunting parakeets and/ palms remind me on a few thousand times in between/ ghostshades and people, skipped breakfest, anxious fingers/ some things stay constand/ others grow in mouths of lovers
5.10.
hitchhiking with peanutbutter fingers/ feminist dogeyes watching south/ seems like time does'nt want us anymore/ prefer not to think/ I want you here
3.10.
no come around/ no comming out/ beds in cars in countries/ squatting dirty rain/ becomming invisible holes/ not knowing whats next/ the road touches me tight/ sorry girls is flooding highways/ sorry girls on the way out/ a backpackhug and trusting ears
Its all about hair!
walking on roofs/ calling for more/ it's not fair I can't fly/ cos you're watchching me glue under the feeds/ faggot or slut/ your eyes presses in my neck/ an other cigaret I take without voice/ faggot or slut/ I'm flaking in corners/ cos all your confusing/ it's all about clothes/ it's all about hair/ can't find the pieces of respect/ Pinkypie promised me naked/ Identity kisses me blue knees/ before it explodes in haircutters diary/ come back - I'm biting my body in slices/ put them in wax/ it's time to kill gender again
22.9.13 - Ambivalencia
I better don't tell you that/ your mouth is eating me/ everytime you talk about mexicans and sucking butterflychildren/ my body stops being a circle/ crashing my head - becomes a train/ without a ticket/ hiding behind traumas/ puking pink fluorid and eyes out of aluminium/ anarchy beats my heart/ while I go down on the glitter salamander/ cut my throat juicy/ and my hair short enough/ please
Ambivalenzia
Ich sage lieber nicht,/ dass dein Mund mich frisst/ jedes mal, wenn du von Mexikanern oder saugenden Schmetterlingskindern redest/ mein Köper ist kein Kreis mehr/ Kollaps im Kopf - wird zum Zug/ ohne Ticket/ versteck mich hinter Traumata/ kotz pinkes Flurid und Augen aus Aluminium/ Anarchie schlägt mein Herz/ währen ich im Glitzersalamander versinke/ schneid meinen Hals klebrig/ und meine Haare kurz genug/ bitte
19.09.13 - panic vs dissociation
woke up 'cos the moon spat in my face/ then Solidago said/ my time eats rooms/ I am loosing skin/ could go and jump/ at random windows and/ would be still left here/ with the stone above me/ and Big Brother beside me/ lenses covered in sky cut brains/ sitting in doors now/ got a cat in my stomach/ seriously, I'm too exited to forget
27.04.13
Die Eulen haben Steine auf den Flügeln/ und ihre Augen starren/ aus Glas oder Porzellan/ sie sehen nicht schön aus/ in deiner Vitrine/ ich sitz am Tisch und esse/ Stein, Glas, Porzellan/ deine rosa Strähne hängt/ mir im Mund/ heute haben sie dich als Frau gesehen
Reiseberichte (11-12 '12)
12.11.
Straßenvögel auf Steinen/ im Gas mit/ Flügeln, die falsch gewählt/ haben, die Dreck essen/ Straßenblätter auf Schildern/ die wünschen einmal Moos zu sehen/ meine Hose hat Löcher/ Ich seh schon die Fähre/ nach Dover sie qualmt/ mir Grüße
15.11.
Sand zwischen den Haaren/ und alle so frisch geduscht/ gehen so frisch rennen/ zum arbeiten kaufen essen schlafen/ und ich hab Sand auf dem Kopf
23.11.
haben wir nicht zusammen/ geweint, das letzte mal?/ wir haben Fotos gemacht/ und uns zugeschaut/ unter Wasser/ und jetzt erinnere ich mich/ an dich/ allein reisen bedeutet was/ auf dem Weg nach Edinburgh/ es ist fünf und dunkel
07.12. morgens
ich seufze/ sieht aus als stülpe Schottland eine Haut aus Regen und Eis über sich um uns lästige Parasiten für kurz zu lähmen/ dann stehe ich auf
09.12. Skye
auf dem Boden sitzen und/ Salzkörner vom Teppich lesen/ neben mir schläft Dave/ am Feuer und kümmert sich/ plötzlich habe ich vergessen wie man reist/ der Wecker schreit/ in sieben Stunden/ die frühe Fähre/ zurrück/ Angst/ ich kann was verlieren/ wieviel Himmel passt/ in einen Rucksack?
in times like these/ in pepper and paranoia/ the age of concrete/ start LOVECRIMES/ move your body/ don't let them catch your film/ lets speak with bones and faces/ scream LOVECRIMES
my chest is free/ my mind might see Utopia nailed in attitudes/ can't belive you want me dead/ I killed my rage/ your angles die as california does in hunger/ I meet my pride/ I hurt myself on LOVECRIMES
dann wird die welt plötzlich ganz
alle angst um meine identität steckt in den ärschen derer, die mich anglotzen
watching myself in black glass
see cis behind me laughing
I am so proud
we never talked about what we did/ cos' we did a lot/ maybe we wanna be something else for eachother
food becomes eatable after they throw it away/ some things don't change
for freedom we thought we eat/ but life's more for sure
we sometimes talked about what we ate/ well we felt a lot/ maybe we wanna be something else for eachother
and cops can't climb you swere to us/ some things don't change
for freedom we thought we squat/ but home's more for sure
we always talked about the revolution/ guess I said a lot/ for now we just wanna be good for eachother
we surrived and they don't care/ some things never change
for freedom we cry and scream/ but hope's more for sure