Sehversuche | Trying to see
2016
2014
Ein von anderen bewohntes Haus
2013
A hard time at the ticket office
Motorcycle noise in desolate China
Meine Mutter war eine Terroristin
2012
Freund, schmutziges Wort
Fighting the knot prose
From on high prose
2011
Mutters Antwort prosa
Frösche und Wasser prosa
2010
ABC des Nasenwahns prosa
2009
Ich treffe den Wiedergaenger wieder audio: Ich treffe den Wiedergaenger wieder
Schwieriger Verkauf einer Immobilie
The bright appraisers audio: The bright appraisers
2008
Großvater Paradoxon audio: Großvater Paradoxon
Harte Arbeit audio: Harte Arbeit
Feueropfer mit Führer audio: Feueropfer mit Führer
Dissociation Instructions audio: Dissociation Instructions
Weil ihr mich nicht hört, spreche ich leise audio: Weil ihr mich nicht hört, spreche ich leise
The black receiver in my grandfather's house audio: The black receiver in my grandfather's house
A child works perfectly as a mirror of lust
How can I get rid of the juice? audio: How can I get rid of the juice?
2007
Grandmother, mother and I audio: Grandmother, mother and I
The drivelling dead audio: The drivelling dead
Die Löschung audio: Die Löschung
Voyage to the moon in three parts
The lying fly audio: The lying fly
2006 - 2005
Mother and son audio: Mother and son
Betrayer, my opposite number audio: Betrayer, my opposite number
Die ungeahnte Schwierigkeit sprechen zu lernen
Nightmare instructions audio: Nightmare instructions
2003 -2000
Das Außerirdische tötet prosa
Eine Blumentopfbesatzung trifft auf Mars den .... sprechenden Bären prosa
kellnerinnen prosa
der rennleiter erkrankt prosa
1999
Stop moving and I will consider you dead prose
weichtiere auf der rennbahn prosa
Die Bewegung von Ich zu Ich ist unmöglich
Identitäten audio: Identitäten
1998
Hure identifiziert audio: Hure identifiziert
1997 - 95
der Stachel audio: der Stachel
Männer und Enten prosa
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 me. 2007-05-16 |
the drivelling dead Two membraneous, stinking swamps pour their sweatings into me. The level rises up and up, I'm drowning in their voices. Then suddenly I speak too loud, reminded I exist. And he and she live burping bosh in me. 2007-11-05 |
strange saint a voice resoundingly human she is Jeanne d'Arc full of overcome pain bristling with blades and wounds I want to be only good to her I can but I cannot love her kicking me out 16/2 - 2/3/ 99 |
behind your ear My smallest and my greatest fear is vanishing behind your ear, for it's a place of joy, my dear, I can't enjoy if I'm not here. Jan. 1999 |
False Two equalled one when I saw her again, one equalled nil when she made me wait which made me hate that one. 2011-01-17 |
A tornado of words towering list of my offences approaches the house dissipating but not finished until it strikes me over the head on its last breath 2013-06-11 |
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