Saturday, February 29, 2020

b/w traume I & II




Ntro


dulcimer

                with
                                 a
             
                                                  damsel

murk

ambergrab


I


black    man
      strolls       down
                                        Main  St.
of (white)
                      town
(not   black
                       curiously)



money     cash
  rains    from

            his
                         ass

(not
            literally

                                  you
                                                              fools)

white    people
gather   it
                      all
                                all
                                                allllllllllllllllllllllllllllll
                                                                                      
                                                                                                    up

                                           (obvi)

and    when    he
   is
          empty

they

                  utterly

destroy
                       him
 

and   would
       
                   you
                                 not

expect


that?


                                                                                                                 II

                                                                                          
                                                                                                     black man

                                                                                                        (western

                                                                                               lawman)
                                                                                                  
                                                                                                      
                                                                                                        half-

                                                                                         limned
                                                                   
                                                                                 perched

                                                                    waiting
                                                       (?)
                                                        
                                                                 on

                                                   fencegate
                                                                  
                                      then...
                     
                                           (white   man's
                                                                     voice):

                                                     "you're
                       
                                          replaced"
                                   
                                              
                                          


                                                    then...
                                                                        




!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!BANG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!                                                                                                                               
                                                          

                                                         
                                                 fadeaf
                                                                              
                                                              
Owtro 


Xanadu
                  
                  pleasure
    
                                           dome
                                                          
                                                                      deceive
                                                                               
                                                                                  (decrepit)


coccoon-maw

pale



DB/1.2020






                                 
                                    
                                       
                                             

                                                                            



                     
                                                         


Friday, February 14, 2020

Valentinstag






so...


willst
du...
gib' mir
diener Hand,
und wir kann
durch die
schneebedeckt
Schwarzwald
gehen?

aus-ge-
zeich-
net!

aber
nur ein wenig...

nur ein wenig
vor dunkel


wisst du
dass in dieses
dunkeln
schneebedeckt
Platz
du bist
absolute
Himmel...?

mein Himmel...

und Gott
ist sehr,
sehr
gut...

(du lacht
und es klingelt
und es stirbt
in die
kalte
Luft...)


Winden schlagen und
Tieren ruhren,
knurren,
stohnen,
lachen...


und
geh' es
kalter...

brrrrrr,
OK, OK,
zuruck zur
Huette,
ja?!


ja

und jetzt
wir haben
unseres romatische
Abend

eine kleine Musik,
eine kleine Tanzen
eine kleine Champagne
(woo!)
ach!
und ein bisschen
Suisse Schokolade
(aphrodiasikum)
ich hab'
von deine geheimes Versteck
in das Kabinett
gestohlen

uh-oh!

so
zuruck zum bett
fur
kussen
und
umarmend
und
verruckte
heisse
Ficken


*ahem*

Lichten aus,
Liebling


und morgen
sagt uns
"auf Wiedersehen
Deutschland,
hallo,

Wien?"


DB/2.2020



 WIEN!WIEN!WIEN!WIEN!WIEN!WIEN!WIEN!WIEN!WIEN!WIEN!WIEN!

                                          (und auch Salzburg)