wir reißen uns sechs beine für sie aus
do not put empty bottles on the table
I always wanted to ride cargo train
through boring cities
and witness forgotten places during summertime.
sagres, new york
I am from there, I am from here
but I am neither there nor here
I have two names which meet and part
I have two languages,
but I have long forgotten - which is the language of
my dreams
no strings attached
you have to live
While people on the phone
And talking to each other
any info? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
der Betrunkene torkelt durch den Schnee, die Sterne begleiten ihn
my mind is a friendly crater
my mind is a friendly hell
why won’t you ever come to visit
why won’t you trust that lovely spell
Well, I'm going through a little bit of a rough patch.
Whole year, actually.
Listening to music
is making love to the musicians
sitting by the sounds
of waves
rolling in,
we watched
the sunset
It’s like one guitar and a whole lot of complaining
The very last picture you sent left me puzzled.
I still keep you in my top drawer.
🤞 ☮ ♥
wir sitzen am wasser die luft ist warm ambient laeuft im hintergrund.
wir machen kreuzwortraetsel und wissen alle antworten.
ploetzlich springt neben uns ein delphin aus dem wasser und zwinkert uns zu.
von bienen, fluessen, schlaf und acapulco
Im a poor lonesome cowboy
Im a long long way from home
And this poor lonesome cowboy
Has got a long long way to roam
Over mountains over prairies
From dawn till day is done
My horse and me keep riding
into the setting sun
You're walking.
And you don't always realize it, but you're always falling.
With each step you fall forward slightly.
And then catch yourself from falling.
but the best ships are friendships
may they always be
oder so
.strandgut.
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color of me
your touch grey
open eyes fall again
into eyes
Grundwoerter:
die Energie, das Licht, die Pflanze , die Sonne, leben
das Lebewesen, der Koerper, nehmen, aufnehmen, umwandeln
atmen
shiny shoes & no excuses
unmade beds & vague disguises
letters on a shelf & and no surprises
yesterday's sentiments dissolving into tomorrow's abundances
oder auch
Waking up in a home that is not yours. Breathing air on a brisk February morning.
Asking someone to dance. Curling up.
Meeting the devil in front of his garden.
du hast deine <3 <3 <3 nicht gegessen
wir finden unser warmes
summen unten beim
fluss in der kommenden
nacht.
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Thank you for letting me be someone else.
smile.
hide the fact that there is nothing to say.
keep on sucking.
pretend.
doomsday has come, no one noticed.
now, there is left only trial, by chance resulting in lesser error.
blood and innocence
Tide pools big enough
Tide pools just deep enough to drown in
I saw that it
was beautiful
and I saw that, what was not the earth
was beautiful