meine umwelt
avec moi, sans moi,
par moi
Ahh… and the tales I shall unfold
May blast comprehension if the truth be told
An ode to the masters, martyrs and whims
A satyr on life and sullied daydreams
(1996)
Fruits for bidding
Corn? Gold to wizened hand
For dis gust ation
Blue? Cratic return
Roaming pushed to fore
Symbolic metaphor for dis cuss ion
Roaming per form ance handled
Under wizened brows encircled
Wife in shadows "daughter"
Roaming pushed to fore
Two thousand years, from six to ten
Cut glass
Feeding from the trough
Under wizened brows encircled
Roaming pushed to fore
Lifeline through the trough cut
Spartan sparkle
Mountain streams and clay deposits
The sound of music shed free
Roaming pushed to fore
(23rd July ‘16)2
Circling 'round behind
Above below aping
All blocked to no horizon
You should(n't) have listened to me
Decried the echo bouncing
Distorting every sound between the planes
I am you the mirror circled
Invisible hands grabbing thieving
Sudden glimpse of nonsense riddles
Cut from flesh laid on tombs
As stumbling starving
Two small pieces of bread (dis)appear
What's the answer?
Any answer call or sign of pain
Sickle to the calf stabbed behind
Feed us what's the answer
All blocked mirrors circling
'Round behind to no horizon
Smiling reproduction for bidding
Reflected back the water hole
I am you the mirror circled
Context out of place of time
You can't manage look on they climbed
Split and spread all seed
We'll make up the difference!
Feed us what's the answer
Lost
(23rd July ‘16)