Monday, August 02, 2004
i forgot
what seemed so important
but obviously was not
Sunday, August 01, 2004
No man is an island.
But then again,
no man is a potato chip either.
Trying to outrun the heat.
It catches up with us
when we slow down.
sinking in quicksand
only to end in this bed
and start again
Saturday, July 31, 2004
sur en
the people are to dead
to be killed
offene bp tankstelle
das leben ist nicht sinnlos
solange die lichter nicht erlöschen
drained out
life washed away
waiting - for the sake of it
avoiding to meet people
not out of fear
but to awake from this dream
From afar,
it looks like any other town.
Beware, he who enters.
deutscher nachbar
wir niesen
was ist ihre stärke ?