this spaceship´s full of rats
mend with the vicars gown
ducktape, plasters, mull
fueled by boredom
fuel by dread
sour milk on wooden floors
broken jars and unlocked doors
chaos caught in sturdust clouds
flying by
flying far
flying high
crashing cars
is all that s left of us
we need a stop at the tentacle station
Mittwoch, 18. Januar 2017
Dienstag, 17. Januar 2017
swimming pool at night
and you re like a swimmingpool at night
cold and calm
bold and strong
the center of the universe
an untouched mirror
a leathal trap
my favourite surface
water and skin
sink or swim
water and moonlight
skin and sin
safe in distance
safe in distance
empty within
cold and calm
bold and strong
the center of the universe
an untouched mirror
a leathal trap
my favourite surface
water and skin
sink or swim
water and moonlight
skin and sin
safe in distance
safe in distance
empty within
picture by Andreas Mühe
Montag, 16. Januar 2017
too tired to sleep
I am too tired to sleep
too tired to sleep
I am too tired to sleep
just too tired to
I am too tired to sleep
way too tired to dream
I am too tired to sleep
way too tired to
I am too tired, too weak
the way s too long and too steep
I am too tired to
and way too tired of you
too tired to sleep
I am too tired to sleep
just too tired to
I am too tired to sleep
way too tired to dream
I am too tired to sleep
way too tired to
I am too tired, too weak
the way s too long and too steep
I am too tired to
and way too tired of you
Donnerstag, 12. Januar 2017
caught in my mirror
Sonntag, 1. Januar 2017
lust > loyalty
and when you´re lying there covered in preorgasmic sweat you realize one sad truth: gratitude is always weaker than regret
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