meta

a sudden rupture in
the flux
- a subtle raise of heat -
face to face with ineluctability
the deepest vision of
a tangible reality as
a still force of ancient power
an urge of action
tamed by fear

nothing is the same
nothing is changed

economic

pure nonsense
ironic sensibility
cosmic fragility
forgotten sapience

social

security's not on my list
having a list is also not

on the coach
i'm observing through the window
from here one can see how much it
takes to come so far, to get this view
you have to deal with so many
thoughts, so many details, so many
escapes
all the snow,
all the brightness
cannot keep you away from
starvation, from earthling needs

metric

still happy, inside
still smiling at it, still unsafe
self-dangerousness diving
through my veins,
the spread circulating
so far
i'll be teached, i'll be trapped,
but i'll be here

solar

on a morning, the smell is different
your sensations are back, old memories
in your body, shaping again
turn the head, walk, walk, walk
keep on walking
and maybe the fear will leave

black winter



















close to primal
objectives
certainty of my burden,
on a choosed path
small
white stones
on the way
scraps of
my spirit
my will

white fall



















intensity on every surface
days that are gonne
left behind
thoughts
heart
each cell suffering
living lack

what..



















happened
what is eating me
what as everything to be brand new

while more and more empty?

why..



















suddenly it's so easy
why am i denying the evidences
why i keep beeing dark and

what is this disease in me?

how..



















hard is it
how obvious too simulate
how difficult to generate a flow

where it all seems ashes?

who..



















settled it
wo dreams the life but can't fend it
wo judges me

when the core is so intimate?

when..



















nobody answers the phone
when it's all a lie
when the best we can have is now

how can we just stand still?

coda



















shhhhhh
almost
briefly silent

shhhhhh
subtly shy
.....

glissando



















full construct
automatic presence
unaffected

a serial, some kind of
inspiration
solution

red and green
brightning

fortissimo



















fury of desires
killed by
absolute mandrosity is a fact
crowded density
kids laughing in the void

off time
our

false tragedy
no stunts
no comedians
no performance
no public
merely
stance

adagio



















a precious ornament
in a simulated eyeball

not everything is as green
as before
before the night, before the memories
before coldness

fugue



















the peaceful chant of the tide
brings me to a melodic state
pink are now my memories
and as from the top of a mountain
my vision's now clearer
i can feel
the freshest air
passes a cloud through me
the stream possesses me
now
floating i am over
the edge
above the rain

toccata



















sharpened feeling strikes me
vértigo follows,
doubts
all filled with clues but no path to follow
how deep is the wound?
how clear the fog?
try to clean the head
try to reach the truth
nothing's never the same, but repeatedly
the stumble happens on the same stone,
a grey and rocky one
wounds have to be cleaned and healed again
where's is the simplicity? the artlessness?

waiting for communication to air again

allegretto



















sweet sickness
traps me in bed
all sweated
all absent
but this sticky
set state
allows oportunity
of messages
crumbs of anot her
substance

andante



















we see
we smell the dry grass
all around us
it touches our sensibilities
we smile
we ride

moderato




















breath
time's crushing my heart
breath
all powers down
breathing as much as i can
se souvenir
pinned as a living butterfly
i breathe

pluto



















silence
void
a sudden tear
in a constant rebirthing

a blood drop
on a white shirt
facing the obvious
guilt's stain

ploc

ploc

mars



















patience as a path, as a burden
looping, delaying,
archiving
war against me
all anger disguised within a smile
chorus
trumpets
bells
in a chaotic and
ultimate orgasm

saturn



















open the box, turn it upside down
fly again..
did you ever? fly?
not bouncing, that i know you can,
but flying, ejecting yourself above
the ground, terra orbita

rip-off your ribcage, show your organs
all secrets shared
all shadows illuminated
the mask is on
still visible

venus



















error
constant rest
pain
troppo piano
troppo lontano tutto
error

earth



















charging my nets
filling the space between feelings
common ground but different actions
time to swallow the filth
time to spend and to trust
right now

of persons
off myself
back to me
inner solitude
inner hiding
don't overlook now

mercury



















harmony
body broken, hurten
as by the river, i feel the
open space of the mind
and catch the sun spots
brief encounters with peace,
with being happy.

briefly enough

head



















bang nang

gun



















has a reminder
has a forgiver
beneath all breathless
emotions
swimming by the woods
dancing under the red sun

aimed

heart



















funny happy ongoing
without subtlety
without memories
just submerged
only sinking
no kindness
no restrictions
the security of it passing
instantly
returning to a violent state
to the pink-nik area

eat ing
beat ing
hid ing

pro cess

box



















unexplainable
moments
mirroring
events
disruptive
comments
attempts
of living
glimpses

fridge



















slowly emerging
dark path of challenging desires
glued to my spirit
fixed near my heart
slowly

honey drops
gold particles of dreams
blindfolding rubber
exploding sentiments
fire
fire
be with you

glass



















back from there
back to foreignity
back into the pool

backresting
drowsiness as a mental plaster
backresting
broken compass on the floor
back to eremitic existence

rear

folio



















looking for punishment
thoughts without answers
desires without
shape
lies without
doubt
living without serenity

swimming, back to elemental
back to back with fear
momentary (?) lack of reason
nothing behind the
door
nothing in the
light

dulcet

stomach



















waiting
waiting
a dormant evidence
waiting
an extinct self
waiting

suspended life activity
filled with incapacities
filled with breathtaking desensitization
waiting

motile

pocket



















live to feel
empty
always back to the starting blocks
recreating the race
enjoying what's ahead
but nothing happens
as dreamed
just find myself
stuck on a rack
not even crying

no more relief
unpleasant rage
narssisylum
cephalalgia

Vertigo



















weirdness
in the need for pain
heartless
in the path for destruction
quickly
sliding into the abyss
absolut self-negation,
most unique sensacion,
pure and intense extasy

Rejoice



















filled with obsessions
no time to switch, no time to be
in the edge of rupture

burned
beaten
of scars and memories

Rejection



















extatic
inertialy filled
i intend to follow the clouds
as pink as water lilies
on a back,
drawn,
i open myself too much
to visibility

burn feelings
destroy hopes
restore rejection

Failure



















exposure to intensity
extense empathy
what kind of dog are you, to look at me like that?
is no kidsbisniss

Frailty



















don't know where..
don't know how..
don't even know who..

am i

no matter where..
no matter how..
no matter who..

i am

Fear



















constant systole

definitive infliction

static rage

subatomic implosion

Anguish



















perish of the selfish foolish

Arrhytmia



















again
it's like that
like being afraid of
afraid of anyone
like loosing track
my forgotten path
state of hints
state of being
bravely empty
solely thankful
once again

Asthma



















my everlasting external view of
things
things that are
things to come

no beast in me
jetzt Einsamkeit

Amador



















house music
house music
not everyone understands house music
it's a spiritual thing
a body thing
a soul thing
a soul thing

Harvey



















Little fish. big fish. Swimming in the water.
Come back here, man. gimme my daughter.
Little fish. big fish. Swimming in the water.
Come back here, man. gimme my daughter.
Little fish. big fish. Swimming in the water.
Come back here, man. gimme my daughter ....

Moelle & Tuefekci



















F I R E I N C A I R O
F I R E I N C A I R O
F I R E I N C A I R O

F I R E I N C
F I R E I N C
F I R E I N C
...

Dunckel & Godin



















Kelly watch the stars
Kelly watch the stars
Kelly watch the stars
Kelly watch the stars
The stars the stars the stars

Herman



















you said: "do you know what happened today?"
and i said: "no"
he was family to millions
all over the evening news
but i tend to keep away
from the press the TV and the radio
i like to keep my mind clean,
when i can i always choose
to focus on what's here and not know what the world wants me to know
you said: "would you want some tea or another drink?"
and i said "no"