biking 50 km per hour, at a temp
of 1 degree below zero
has the potential to suck my brains out

passing through the
smoking area feels like getting
hit with an olfactory bat

i prefer a sure walk
over a possible wait
every time

baby carriages
enhance recklesness
even in the entourage

i label people as assholes
upon first encounter
but i don't care

i want their blood
on my hands
and not mine

in an animal
they'd call it rabies
and shoot it

eyes full of rage,
foam at the mouth,
a placebo for a brain

the best things
in life .....
aren't things

with my hands in my pockets
i get through vienna
a little more germ free