eigene lyrik

april – noon

you see an arched wind-

ow. a hasty suggestion.

of that house crossways.



englische lyrik

those o’s those

i like those o‘s you draw

all over me especially past day-

and fall when i least expect it. those.

those tiny little dabs you placed al-

most everywhere. everywhere.

at a sunsets end, i hate the way

a tiny bit of light still shines

through the dirty windows.

the ones i never clean, the xmas-

spray decoration was never wiped off.

and i am all. most alone.