Sehversuche | Trying to see


good god


Ein von anderen bewohntes Haus

Toeten und nicht Sterben


Die Dame und der Hundertfüßer

A hard time at the ticket office

Motorcycle noise in desolate China

Kein Platz. Zu spät

Swept along


Pay up

The fruits of crime

Pig Predators

Die Sicherheit versprechen


Schlechtes Gedicht

Tornado of words

Meine Mutter war eine Terroristin

ängstigte ihn das Alter


Freund, schmutziges Wort

Es wartete

Frau und Hund

Women and dogs

Fighting the knot prose

From on high prose



The intelligent tool

A chorus of elders

Mutters Antwort prosa


Frösche und Wasser prosa



Sirens, no legend


The battery works

Entzug einer Vorstellung

ABC des Nasenwahns prosa

The repetition hurts

Die Wiederholung tut weh

mother's helper

Sogenannte Muttermilch

friend equals foe


Sorry song of evil man

Ich treffe den Wiedergaenger wieder audioaudio: Ich treffe den Wiedergaenger wieder

Schwieriger Verkauf einer Immobilie


The bright appraisers audioaudio: The bright appraisers

Sad audioaudio: Sad

Fürchterlicher Kaufvertrag


A friend offers his help


Politics on a small scale

Ich muss schnitzen

I wonder how my uncle died

Großvater Paradoxon audioaudio: Großvater Paradoxon

Harte Arbeit audioaudio: Harte Arbeit

Feueropfer mit Führer audioaudio: Feueropfer mit Führer

Dissociation Instructions audioaudio: Dissociation Instructions

The old must be excused

Weil ihr mich nicht hört, spreche ich leise audioaudio: Weil ihr mich nicht hört, spreche ich leise

The black receiver in my grandfather's house audioaudio: The black receiver in my grandfather's house

Dummes Formular

A child works perfectly as a mirror of lust


How can I get rid of the juice? audioaudio: How can I get rid of the juice?


Grandmother, mother and I audioaudio: Grandmother, mother and I

The drivelling dead audioaudio: The drivelling dead

Die Löschung audioaudio: Die Löschung

Schreckliche Leute

Voyage to the moon in three parts

The lying fly audioaudio: The lying fly

Stockholm Syndrome

2006 - 2005

Kapitän Fragensteller


A Toddler with Attitude

Mother and son audioaudio: Mother and son

Betrayer, my opposite number audioaudio: Betrayer, my opposite number

Die ungeahnte Schwierigkeit sprechen zu lernen

I'm not angry


Nightmare instructions audioaudio: Nightmare instructions

The Waiting Trap

2003 -2000


Das Außerirdische tötet prosa

Eine Blumentopfbesatzung trifft auf Mars den .... sprechenden Bären prosa


kellnerinnen prosa

der rennleiter erkrankt prosa

KNACK audioaudio: KNACK



einkaufsbummel auf mars

Stop moving and I will consider you dead prose

donald vor grün

weichtiere auf der rennbahn prosa

Die Bewegung von Ich zu Ich ist unmöglich


strange saint

dangerous thing

Identitäten audioaudio: Identitäten


behind your ear



vögleins ende

Hure identifiziert audioaudio: Hure identifiziert

dummer odysseus



1997 - 95

Der kleine Barnelmann

der seltsame ichgeschmack

der Stachel audioaudio: der Stachel

Flucht vom Fest

zur kinderzeit

physical production

die seiltänzerin flüstert

die falle

Männer und Enten prosa

Mutter opfert sich

new selection of texts on this page
neue auswahl von texten hier

The Waiting Trap

Waiting alone 

I'm left alone waiting
Wishing for her to return	
She doesn't until later	
Wishing to make me wait, that is: 
Sadist, I smell

Then there she is
Eyes glancing off 
Walking past


The lying Fly 

A lie, a lie is like a fly
buzzing around my head,
it sits on me, it stares at me,
I recognize it not,
yet feel a deep necessity
to swat it and be rid,
but flying lies are nebulae,
so near and yet so far,
they cannot just be brutalized,
but must be understood:
a lie, a lie is like a web
as smooth as possible
as near to truth, as traitorous 
convincing, pious, safe.
I cannot even help myself,
it stabs my back,
it paints me black,
I must believe in it.
Today I kill whatever fly
dares to sit on me
pursuing it relentlessly
throughout the living room.
A living lie will never die,
the fly, the fly is 


Mother and son
He is her to a degree
My enslavement do I see
Mummy calling endlessly
Notice, notice, notice me!
Along the generation-tree
She reflects her father on me 
The son is her's entirely
He needs her, she
Turns her back on 


Sorry song of evil man

It has been a nagging question
why I hate humans so much.
One reason will be the thing,
I mean what happened to me -
just a little instance
of what man does.
I wish for a great pissing
to wash earth clean.
I want universal murder
which were so wrong
if I didn't see killing and killing
ever since man began.
He is a great feeder
on mammal, bird, fish;
he is a great waster
of earth, human, truth. 
Truth is a human concept 
invented by him who lies.
Deceipt, his proudest invention,
permits him to kill everything. 
I wish for a race of robots
to rain fire on us,
who are the grim reapers
of thuna, bison, whale,
who are the prim enslavers
of pig, chick, child.
Man was created evil,
Rousseau told a lie.
Oh, why was I born a human?!
I don't want to die!


© Anthony Thwaites