Unique

Use them to build a bridge

or to kill someone.

Step on them barefoot 

and feel their coldness.

Put them in a fire and see 

how only they remain entire.

Stones.

Stones.

Stones

There are not enough of them!

Spiel Wort

Die Wanderlust hockt in der Stube

und träumt vom Fernweh,

das im Heimweh festsitzt.

Bis die Sehne reißt und zur Sucht wird,

wo sie sucht und sucht und doch nie findet.

Sie sehnsucht.

Landscape

Daydreamer

Boiling from the inside

burning your nice sides

making your hands shake- 

shake of anger and hatred.

Your mind tries to stop you

from planning the murder

and fantasising about the ways

of torturing that person.

You'd love to watch

her blood covering her tacky carpet

and her brain smashed on it like a rotten avocado

and her bones broken and splintered.

Your mind tells you it's not worth it, 

while you keep on dreaming of a

slow

horrible

painful death

specially for her.

Shooting List

People who deserve to die:

The ones who park their car in two parking lots.

The ones who drive slowly on the left lane and accelerate when the traffic sign gets red, 

so you stay and they go.

The ones who open glass doors not using the knob, 

but pushing the glass with their smeary hands.

The ones who can't do their fucking job right.

The ones who stink even on cold days.

The ones who yell with no reason.

The ones who find it funny to scare others. BOOOOH!

The ones who do not say good morning.

The ones who sit in a restaurant and make an order talking on the cell phone

without looking the waiter in the eyes.

The ones who throw their bloody cigarettes on the floor.

The ones who paint their poodle's nails pink or any other colour.

The ONE who invented the poodle.

People who arrive late and don't call or send a message.

People who ask stupid questions like: 

You're from Germany? Do you speak German? NO, BITCH. 

I SPEAK JAPANESE.

Mean people who have absolutely no compassion.

People who have bathroom humour. FART! HAHAHAHA? 

People who don't understand Irony or Sarcasm.

Shallow people.

People who hate gays.

People who are racist.

People who wear glasses without glasses.

People who really believe they're important. 

Kleine Welt

Ihr Name hat nur drei Buchstaben,

ihre Persönlichkeit Tausend Facetten,

ihr Geist Millionen von Ideen.

Sie ist noch so jung und schon so weise

als hätte sie schon 

jahrhundertelang vor dir gelebt.

Sprich mir ihr und du hörst Worte in vielen Sprachen,

Worte, selten wie Diamanten, stark wie Stahl

und melodisch wie der Klang einer Geige.

Charmant und hübsch strahlt sie dich an,

zieht sie dich an, wie ein Magnet,

und wenn du nahe kommst, 

verlierst du das Gleichgewicht.

Frei wie ein Vogel

schwirrt sie durch die Welt und zwitschert

von Dingen die wichtig sind

und schön

und interessant

und geistreich.

Ihr Name hat nur drei Buchstaben

ihre Persönlichkeit Tausend Facetten

ihr Geist Millionen von Ideen.

Unsere kleine Welt 
ist nicht groß genug für Ana.

Blessed Excuse

I was given a gift

that was not wrapped in nice paper

but stamped by a hospital. 

I was given the gift of an excuse.

An excuse attested by a doctor

wearing a nice white overall

smiling gently at me while forming words

that should have sounded terrifying

but somehow didn't.

Words flying around my bed

like drunk birds

while my head spins and tries to understand

what all of this means. 

I was told to take care of myself

and walk under sunshine to strengthen my body.

I was told to get enough sleep and do sports regularly

and not to worry about stuff.

I was told to do what everyone should do.

But few got a doctor's prescription for it.

I was given a gift,

the gift of an excuse.

I'm going to excuse myself

and live

a happy,

healthy,

long,

life.

I Would Remember

It was nice.

Because it's over.

If it wasn't over

I would remember

it actually never had been nice.

Me Here

Why do they talk to me like if I were a child?

Who are they anyway?

I want to go home- but they won't let me!

I really don't like them.

Why do they call me "Mom"? I've never seen them before in my life!

I'll just smile and wait for them to leave...

They left.

Me here.

Wonderwall I

And then they stood up

and walked

to the gates

and said: We want to be free.

And the gates opened

without a gun shot

without any blood shed.

Just like that

they were free.

And then the world changed

and people with it.

Now they breathe freedom.

After years of darkness

light has come over this land

enlightened its people

who still remember the taste of darkness.

Still remember.