Betrayer, my opposite number

Laudator, slanderer, 
My scornful friend, 
You do talk to small animals like me 
Knowing that I speak but parrot's speech
My No doesn't mean anything
To you

2006-10

The black receiver in my grandfather's house

Telephone, telephone,
riddle of the ringtone,
the numbers make no sense.

Apparently a tool I use,
I confuse -
user and tool.

Telephone, telephone,
riddle of the ringtone,
wire on a millstone, 
round around my neck.

The earpiece, the mouthpiece,
always the same piece
lying in my hand.

Welded to a heart of bone,
while my fingers grip around
it has me -
spellbound.

Clubfoot, clubfoot
banging at my ear,
to put it down, to put it down
every time I wish,
impossible to kill it is,
recurrent dish - of fish. 

The mouthpiece sputters, spits and hits
(in backwards running time)
the dumb, the numb, the muted bum,
my face, my mouth and me.

2008-04-14

Stockholm Syndrome

Who am I, you or me?
Who threatens to throttle me?
Who shoots me below the neck?
Who is killing, you or me?
Who will be killing you?
With a blade below the throat
I am saying, you are saying,
we're the best of friends.
You or I is whooing me, 
I or you embracing, she
is a fat old hag.
I embrace her nonetheless,
he -
embraces me.
Knowing well, I play along
kissing where puking
wouldn't be wrong
fearing 
that old 'love' song.

2007-02-26

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

Meine Mutter war eine Terroristin
sie soff um sich nicht zu erinnern
dass nicht ich das Monster war
das ihr Vater war
den sie so liebte und bewunderte

2013-06-09