Category Archives: Inside

my personal sponge

This last day of the first month of the new year – it’s … well, everything that can go wrong, it went wrong. From a belated tram, a missed train, a bus that goes to the wrong direction, from another … Continue reading

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Pour toi, cher monsieur

i google your name, search facebook, try to re-find your picture somewhere else, to realize there’s nothing, and that I’m completely fucked up. adieu.

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Du versteckst dich hinter einer Vielzahl von Pseudonymen, raubst mir den Schlaf, lässt mich rennen, stehen bleiben, die Gedanken treiben wie eine Flaschenpost im wilden Ozean umher, meine Fantasie tobt wie ein Orkan. Ich bleibe stehen, atme, bin ich. Der … Continue reading

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express/yourself

I could make my words//a lot more lovely/desirable/understable//but they wouldn’t be mine. #rules to disobey

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dickhäuter

rühren/be-rühren/be-wegen mauern, die fallen mauen, die aufgebaut werden müssen rühren/be-rühren/be-schützen

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breaking/the/silence

breaking the silence/written across the book’s cover/breaking the silence/this morning/silence *** breaking the silence/written across the book’s cover/there’s no silence/between both of us/this morning/ #startintotheweekwithwords

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und weg

blick/bewegung/moment und weg/ wie das blatt auf dem boden/ aufgehoben vom wind #Tag13+

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when we’re grey and old language has left our minds someone will read wonder why there’s so much written/repeated of easter bunnies nutella in the morning naked skin in the evenings or the other way why we did not surrender … Continue reading

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(don’t) speak

break/ say/ shake/ me #Day6

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U-Turn

U-Turn/auf der Autobahn/ kurz vorm Crash #Tag3

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