on the road
to nowhere the signs
are much brighter

colorblind chariot drivers
conquer an unsuspecting city
which wasn't even on war

i sleep with
the window open
to pretend it's summer

die schallmauer
steht
im weltall

der türkische
kuckuck
ruft kückück

the summer of singing
sting's cold song
'let me, let me freeze again, to death'

inside the wooden shack
i try to imagine what it's like
to wait for a kill

forager's
geocache
workout

i remember a time when
being a pedestrian wasn't
a life threatening experience

no way this
can be the interlude
to summer!