Reverie

Car-crash and an elevatorMake you someone elseNever try yourselfRestore youTick-tock clock and teddy boysBop ’till you’re fagged outOpen windows shoutShe wore me, she wore you Walk these streetsShe’s concreteReverieAll is free Knick-knack, flashy bric-a-bracSeesaw heartbeat, she is backWindscreen eyes are black and blueShe saw youThe Fleet Street scooter-boys are dueThey […]


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Episode

Moving sideways through the sold photoSlow figures flashing on tiptoeCrashing cars on a blue tableauGoes to show it wasn’t everywhereNo one steering, just an auto-moveRound and round the streetlights in the grooveFlying windscreens, dropping down belowAisles of bricks, crumbling with the smokeHere we goDissolving turnpikes in a placid lightIntersections similarly […]


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Der Tanz Der Schatten

"Meine Augen sind so dunkel, "Gleichwohl hast Du Deine Augen verstecktAuch sind die Visionen schwarz, Lichtschein hinter der Dunkelheit;Schwarz wie die Nacht; Ein Licht das mir gezeigt hat,Der Dämmerzustand des Menschen – Daß Du von Angst erfüllt bist.Ist meine Zeit des Daseins." Erzähle mir bitteWarum Du diese Angst in Dir […]


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…A Distance There Is…

Come in out of the rain thou sayest – but thou ne’er step’st aside;And I am trapp’d –A distance there is…None, save me and the bodkin – pitter-patter on the roof:Behold! – ’tis not the rain; thence me it has to be –I will not drink thy vintage wine, my […]


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Crash / Concrete

Head crash – I can’t see youSpit teeth – I can hear youI feel your pounding me onto the streetI’ve learned to know the taste of concrete Why don’t you follow me? Street brash – time flies, tick-tockEyes flash – feels like electroshockI feel the blood gushing, crumbling awayI know […]


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Envision

He tries to see, although he can’tHe tries, but doesn’t understandHe calls on a different phone-lineNo one that he knowsAn out of focus acquaintanceSpeaking in a silent parlance "Remember me", breaks the silenceA recurring line againHe’s looking for somethingCan’t see that he’s strandedHe’s just moving/going somewhereHe just can’t stand this […]


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Hollow-Hearted, Heart-Departed

Filthy harlots – the Lord’s grape!With lore ornamented entreating;Hollow hearted, heart-departed –Yet thou reapest the blooming rose –When ’tis the weed which is to be swath’d I do, in the blooming flower, pleasurefind!And me in the yesterday’s bind?!Innocence is reserved for the meek:Of naught is my grasp ne’er to be! […]


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Play

She fills the rich kitsch niche where she sitsMaking chit-chat, this and that, from the bitsConsumed, perfumed, detracts the room despiteGlowing, knowing she can head for the limelightShe’s too rich for her men She won’t stay, what a shameA shameShe won’t fit in his worldShe exists for the gameA shameTricky […]


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Cheerful Dirge

Hap mirthfulness! – Oh! joy of grand riddance;Undress me my hauberk! – the wyern hath errant’d. Ire of yore – bard of e’eryears –I deem the brood hath wan’d –fore’ermore?! Fro the chasm of the bosom, bale a hand back.Hark! my dove – henceforth I bulwark thee! –Teathers of swans […]


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Fragment

Broken framesShattered glassLike a monochrome filmThe replaceable backgroundFlickers and dissolvesOut of control There’s no sense, it’s all Volta, Amp?re and OhmEarth to Moon, it’s the same as London-Rome Out of focus, blurred imageAs solid as a liquid monumentA second of lifeThe time-frame of ’69Technology, machinery, humanityIt’s all the same There’s […]


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Retrospect

Here we areWe stand in lineOne more time todayThere is no senseThe cigarette in handIt’s all gone badNo name, privilege, no hope and fame We’ve seen it all beforeAnd it seems like a mirror of our future We were waiting for somethingWe were listening to the heartbeatsIt could take usIt […]


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Seraphic Deviltry

Whether He the quaint savant’s power doth held I now not,Albeit aetat a thousand stars’ birth He is –Zuoth I that for reasons to me obliviousAugust of a granditude of servants is He held,And by plastic consonantry e’en more servants to the host addéd are –Pelf they are, dare I […]


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Motion

I run as fast as I canTo get a rideTo ride on this wave is all I dream ofI want to catch up with the distant sightI create my speed the way I breatheI can move I can flyI can fly, I can float, I can flyI can groove, I […]


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