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June 30, 2013
a poem about a wait
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The nobility of my desires is not conducive to their being realised That, at least that is how this transpires. Berlin, 29.6.2013,...
October 1, 2012
hypochondriac ii
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It used to be a thing of mine to try to return to a state of perfect health as much as possible I know circumstances have change...
April 9, 2012
remembering
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I remember you telling me how you would stand at crossroads and count cars driving by. I remember walking all the way to Treptower Park ...
March 26, 2012
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bicolor city, bicolor self putting my enemies back on the shelf taking the sun in and breathing anew and thanking my God for the things t...
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March 18, 2012
neurotic
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I am a writer with no fingers, I am an artist with no hands, I am a reader with no eyes, A wanderer who cannot stand, I am a thinker wit...
January 7, 2012
Rules of attraction
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you are distracting you are weakness in a box you are the shape i try to hide you make my worthlessness come true. Berlin, 11.2...
December 3, 2011
(vide)
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à l'aise au fil des blagues mesquines gonflée par les histamines que je fasse le deuil de toi de tout ce qu'il me reste à la re...
July 14, 2011
(untitled) (part 2)
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I used to be the one who stayed, Who took a silent vow and prayed I used to take your no for yes And hold your self above the rest I tho...
July 3, 2011
Blind
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Without your eyes I can't see anymore There is nothing, not even shapes and shadows I walk through darkness now, unbegleitet Unbeklei...
May 14, 2011
Bologna (a breakup song)
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This is the wrong story This is the wrong story, we are not here to make this happen We are not made for Making it stay so long that you ca...
May 4, 2011
Landwehrkanal
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I can't imagine how dead you are sends shivers down my spine I sat across the bridge from where they fished you out last week. ...
April 16, 2011
ill-fit
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I want to be the one who courts and pursues and accessorily is courted and pursued. Berlin, 4.2011.
February 10, 2011
(untitled)
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I used to seek out a best friend, Another softer side of me I used to be this different, I, I tried so hard, I used to be The one of two who...
November 10, 2010
Cession
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assez de rêver de toi de toi de ce que tu veux dire pour moi assez de voir le ciel bleu vide sans que tu ne sois près de moi non navrée et d...
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October 20, 2010
Comedown
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C'est le fait post-gravissement je franchis ...
June 29, 2010
untitled
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i am a floating vessel on the water, i find far away from me to be everything; i save all of my wantonness for you and yet i...
June 26, 2010
feely
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touching does not help it just opens up the wound, i find myself more porous a lot more ready to fall down and it makes me squirm, inside, a...
May 16, 2010
Res(e)t
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kind of just doing nothing at all Berlin, mai 2010
April 5, 2010
a sailor's crisis
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pull me to you, dear or pull me away because the fact is you're all out when you break it down we're one of us is cried out and the ...
March 15, 2010
Hold Breath (on lust and church services)
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through slaying all i have now is i am wholly consumed with my own self and i came here, bringing all my nerve for i know that each day ...
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