"Monster on my Nightstand", "My Lack of Vocabulary", "Auf Kontrastsuche"
Geschrieben: Frühling 2007
Monster on my Nightstand
Mockingly-
The black lines stand still
Watching-
Each other vanish and reappear
Soundlessly-
It makes your eyes suffer
Restlessly-
It threatens you into the morning
Promising-
You to stab your unwilling ears
While-
It grins at you like a digital cockerel
Ordering-
You without words “Go to bed!”
That’s-
Your alarm clock
~~~
Geschrieben: Frühling 2007
My Lack of Vocabulary
There is something
Buried deep
In the Rhythm of my
Heartbeat
There is something
Hidden well
Beyond the lack of my
Vocabulary
I want to
Share
This unnameable thing
I want to
Share
The inexpressible with you
There is no way
To unlock
The colour of my
Lips
There is no way
To imprison
The unthinkable in my
Words
I feel the
Desperation
Of my ineloquent tongue
I feel the
Desperation
My voice can’t drown out
My lack of vocabulary
Tightens
Its grip on my
Throat
My lack of vocabulary
Drives me
In silent creativity
To
.................Kiss
.........................................You
~~~
Geschrieben: Feb 2007
Auf Kontrastsuche
Das stumme Lachen
In der ewigen Freiheit
War ihm langweilig geworden
Die lichte Muse
Mit Gute-Nacht-Küssen zugedeckt
Findet er ihren Zwilling
An einem ganz anderen Ort
Und so
Beginnt
Die Kontrastsuche
Zwischen Kreischen und Neon
Gab es enge Anonymität
In grauem Pink
Fand er schadenfrohen Stein
Vor Ampelzebrastreifen
Hält sein Auto
Und hier, wo sich die dunkle Muse
Schamlos prostituiert,
Endet
Die Kontrastsuche
