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Friday, 16 March 2012

Owls




There are birds
and there are owls.
The latter wait for the world to sleep
to hunt in absolute silence
seeing where nobody sees.
These treacherous superior beings
kill you merciless
and take you away
grabbing you tight
with their claws
sticking in your flesh.
Nobody ever finds 
any trace of you.
Have you ever seen
an owl in a pet shop?




Thursday, 15 March 2012

Bald

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Lies, 
itchy like lice 
biting your skull 
to remind you of 
the violent robbery
of the truth.

Itchy lies
making you scratch your scalp
and pull your hair out.

Lies like lice
laying eggs spreading
more lies in between the roots
of the rest of your hair.

Pull out your hair!
And with it every egg,
and with it every lie,
and with it no more lice!
You're bald.

Soul Whispers

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Silent soul whispers
whispers coming from the inside
hidden dim in the deep
deep messages from your own
own thoughts and desires
desires that grow stronger
stronger wishes and thoughts
thoughts you barely hear
hear the silent soul whispers.

Blues

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And when you got the blues
take red hot chili peppers
and mix them to get a deep purple.
And when you're having
a black sabbath
get the white stripes
and mix them
put some glitter to it
and enjoy silverchair.




Colour blind


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We call them white lies
but in the end
the colour doesn't matter.
Truth is colour blind.

Wednesday, 14 March 2012

Danger

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Nothing
more dangerous
than a hurt woman. 

A Land far away




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                     You count the days
days for it to come
for the day to start
and when the day comes
you count the hours
for them to pass quickly
then you stand in a queue
looking at the others
who are excited, too,
maybe less than you.
And you mingle with the crowd
as close as you can to the stage
and you wait again until they come
they enter the stage
looking down at you
and you looking up at them
and you know: you'll be amazed for hours.
They start and it's as if time stood still
no phone calls
nobody annoying you
no schedules and deadlines and duties.
You're filled with sound of guitars
and drums and wonderful voices
carrying you away to another land,
a land where nothing matters but the music
and you wish you could stay there
and this show would never end!





Edge of Thorns

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An offering of reasons
We put them all away
A covering of treasons
That one by one we let slip away

A solitary dancer
So lost upon her stage

I have seen you on the edge of dawn
Felt you there before you were born
Balanced your dreams upon the edge of thorns
But I don't think about you anymore

A study made of winter
Of summers long ago
And dreams that use to glitter
Safely now hidden under snow

And so we end this chapter
And let the stage lights fade

I have seen you on the edge of dawn
Felt you there before you were born
Balanced your dreams upon the edge of thorns
But I don't think about you anymore



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Tuesday, 13 March 2012

He watched

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He had tried everything to get rid of them many times.
His beloved invention had gone wrong! 
So much love and effort, 
He had put in it in vain.
There was nothing He could do to better it. It had to end! They had to be erased.
He'd tried to stop them, but something always had gone wrong.
The most famous of His attempts had been the big flood. But a smart guy saved some of them and they started all over. He had no idea what to do about it, so He went down for counsel with the dark one.
There, He finally found a solution!
This time, He would just burn them alive!It would possibly take longer, but be more efficient. When the world was free of this plague, He would start over and create something better.
This plan would work! 

He told the sun to burn and show no mercy!
He told the clouds to vanish forever!
He told the rain to hold it!
He told the wind to disappear!

And heat came over the earth.
And they sighed and sweat and begged for mercy.
No mercy!
And they ran dry and hungry
and their skin burned and fell off
and they started melting.
And they died slowly.
And He watched.


Step on my foot

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Step on my foot
and I'll slap you.
Pinch me 
and I'll punch you.
Hurt me
and I'll tear you to tatters
and throw you in the river
and burn the river
and call the devil to torture you
eternally in hell
torture you so much
even the devil's gonna feel pity.
But, if you're nice to me
I'm nice, too.