Ice in your gin

Brief_klein

 rainy Sunday morning
the world gets a little closer
silent, numbed by your indifference
carelessly discarded

more affection even to your dead flowers
or the dust in the hall
I am crushed like the ice in your gin

my thoughts slow down
like the cold water running down my spine
a last resistance between my pelvic bones
as to the rest there is no fighting any more

more affection even to your dead flowers
or the dust in the hall
I am crushed like the ice in your gin

vanishing imprints
clotted traces of your aid keep on growing
stains of your love turn into dark
bruises like jewellery on my body

more affection even to your dead flowers
or the dust in the hall
I am crushed like the ice in your gin

Fighting you

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 howling like a dog
craving for your scent
i fight

to escape your captivating smile
to overcome your vibrant eyes
to emerge your indecision

your wearing way of life wrapped around me
tearing everything apart
let go of me
don’t follow me at night
let go of me
don’t follow me at night
in my sleep

tempting presence traps
me again at dusk
i fight

to escape your brilliant mind
to overcome your bracing voice
to emerge your indecision

your wearing way of life wrapped around me
tearing everything apart
let go of me
don’t follow me at night
let go of me
don’t follow me at night
in my sleep

Broken Thoughts

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I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that’s real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar’s chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

Nine Inch Nailes – Hurt

Shadows

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I know I’m afraid, I know I’m afraid,
I’m drunk and I’m tired,
And the city I walk in, the city I walk in,
It feels like it swallows,
With my hand in my pocket,
I feel like a shadow, I feel like a shadow.

Though I’m afraid,
Afraid that I have made mistakes.
Now there’s nothing here for me.
The things you once told me,
The thoughts you once gave me,
Sound like the wind in my ears
That blows out the knots I’ve got in my long brown hair.

Shadows – Warpaint

Sonnenuntergang

Man sieht die Sonne langsam untergehen und erschrickt doch, wenn es plötzlich dunkel ist – Franz Kafka

In Gedenken an all die großartigen Menschen, die in unvergleichlicher Weise diese Welt

und mich geprägt haben und nun von uns gegangen sind.

Wenige haben mich so sehr inspiriert.

Klaus Brunnstein   (25.05.1937 – 19.05.2015)

John Forbes Nash Jr.  (13.06.1928 – 23.05.2015)

Peter Kruse   (30.01.1955 – 01.06.2015)

Sir Christopher Frank Carandini Lee   (27.05.1922 – 07.06.2015)

Nevermore.