Sunday 13 February 2011

No Reference

Are you beautiful today were you
I watched a suitcase drown
There was no way it could do
Nothing some years were gentle
Many images of shopping
Glittering & studded collar
Winter near the moon & dry lips
A tel. no. a message freak freak
The stuff keeps getting into me
Es sungen drei Engel einen süßen Gesang
I carve the animals of history out of cookbooks
I watched a suitcase starve
All the names of the streets are personal
Bashful freak
Freak
Were you beautiful tomorrow are you

2 comments:

  1. Thanks Philipp! I'm writing my life backwards as if it's yet to happen to someone else.

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