AGAIN and AGAIN








































what do we know and
why do we care?

on the verge of uniqueness




white

borders

white
land

white

mind

unexpectant
disturbed
only by the flight of ladybirds
unexcited

i am still not sure

fairtrade




i have a secret wish
who's not even a secret
not also a wish,
closer to a misbelieve

absolution



i can't seem to face up the facts
i'm tense and nervous and I... can't relax
i can't sleep, cause my bed's on fire
don't touch me I'm a real live wire

you start a conversation you can't even finish it
you're talking a lot, but you're saying anything
when i have nothing to say, my lips are sealed
say something once, why say it again?

ce que j'ai fait, ce soir-là
ce qu'elle a dit, ce soir-là
réalisant mon espoir
je me lance vers la gloire ... okay
YA YA YA YA YA YA YA YA YA YA YA
we are vain and we are blind
i hate people when they're not polite

psycho killer,
qu'est-ce que c'est?
fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa better
run run run run run run run away
Oh Oh Oh Oh
AY AY AY AY OOOh

hey hey hey ha

we missers live in the shadows of our muteness



because there is nothing like tenderness
and fast actions that lead to empty rooms,
empty captions
there is no other realm
there are no other times
here and now : loss

(חור שחור (שוב



deep dive
deeply sorrow
deep in
deep flow

bliss (bis)

thousand horses reduced
to one unique thoroughbred
running breathlessly on
the shores of Sinai ;
blinded by a green sun,
in his ageless power broods
a primal hunger, an
aimless gallop of raging
nature in his veins, pulsing,
beating, beating, shining force