Nightmare Instructions

Bicycle, horse, rocket, tree.
Beware fascination.
He is the machine.	
Grammophone, auto, printer, elevator, meat.
Lid, purse, telephone.
Empty house.
Young man.
Little lamb.

Bumpy ride on the stairs,
to work, to school!
Good whore, small toilet,
fearing the examination.

I read, write, eat illegally
manuscript, book, the number three.
Silver, black, yellow, orange, green, red.
Cock and balls on the menu of acts.
Scratches in blue, I fear for my things.

Pacing, cycling, prisoner
on map, hilly body.
Single file, him behind,
moving periodically,
thumping stimulation.

Racing, chasing leaving trains,
suspended in mid-stride,
needing to cross the deadline to escape from death,
endangered in the intercourse of cars. 

Beware of bodies, 
breathing, football, screws,
of barrels, bottles, feet, cheese, keys and teeth,
of long, round, budding shapes, pieces of paper, fotos, little images,
of old wood, leather, rubber, mirror, baldness, hair  
and anything that grows,
of grass and trees,
of dog, cat, turtle, spiders, elephant's delight,
of olive, icecream, sweetness, presents, touch.

Denuded, moving house, exposed to gazes,
betrayed by teachers, actors actually,
abducted, abandoned I submit
Abuse declared illegal makes disgust legal.		
What was before disgust?
Fear.
Molestation.

Dropping from lifts, displaced from self,
an object spliced in many mes
observing it from high above.
Is there a victim - an attacker?
Is there a target of so-called desire?
Did I reverse the roles to avoid facing the truth?
Swap the respective actions?
Disperse, reallocate the properties of both?

Can I reverse the roles - 
expose the origin?

		2005-12 - 2007-11

Ein von anderen bewohntes Haus

Ich war ein Haus, dessen Wände keinen Respekt genießen. 
Wenn ich den Zugang verweigerte, brach sie ein. 
Mit der Zeit glaubte ich ihr, dass sie mich bewohne. 
Heute habe ich keine Wände. Deshalb laufe ich weg.

2014-02-04; 2016-07-01

Ocean

The gaze of yonder calm blue eyes
belies a torrent of panic and cries
making no show of strength and strength
their power twinkling above the flood, 
no more hiding and running and blood.
The gaze of yonder calm blue eyes
proves direction above the waves,
above the fighting and tears of spite,
I suddenly gasp at  god's blue light.

1999-01-13

Vögleins Ende 

Ein Vöglein im Obstgarten hüpfte um die Füße meiner Königin, 
weil es aus dem Nest gefallen war und sie es genährt und 
gerettet hatte. Weil es aber viel zu klein und zu wenig für 
ihren Herrscherdurst war, hatte sie viel kostbaren Weins 
gesoffen und schwankte. Sie schwankte einen Schritt rückwärts 
und dort, grausig im Grase, brach sein Schädel in Stücke.

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