the most plausible way
for me to die would be
to freeze to death

ich bin
das perfekte
modul

if you keep running into
the same wall over and over
turn around and leave

a massive
gathering of
naked women

a man shaped tick
slowly crosses the room while
dracula eats a goulash soup

madness hides
in the variete bars
forgotten by time

unfit for life
lacking courage
soulless

the road to freedom
was fortunately
not paved with tears

put the right
letters together and
make a better day

kinda
is a
dead end