- new order of mind -

chewing on the string which ties us all in the abacus
scattering slopes running down to a smoldering hole
poured from the mouth came the chattering teeth
cobbling together over my sleeping feet

rubicon games slowly came and passed rather fast
gambling away the chance of us colliding in crash

what they took to pay in turn for cutting off the pupils feet
provoked black roots to shoot and white blossom to spring
expand and explain it blindfolded before us disguised
we only have to read the lines wandering the meaning

rubicon games slowly came and passed rather fast
gambling away the chance of us colliding in crash

- waves of dead sea -

we walk the waves
between the sea and the shore
under the eyes of white ravens
who fly to their harm
as the sky breaks open

and mountains will give to the sound of their hands

we kiss the winds that unfold the earth
even in the dead of winter and
the tall trees tell me what the winds whisper
of dry rain letting down with the wind turned dark

and mountains will give to the sound of their hands

we spent three turns
walking the waves long and white
and crying out mute of all sound
of a rose, carnation and iris
reaching dead out of the sun

- warm waters and the unchanging sky -

while overhead the moon
the dreams kenn passes us all
headlong yourselves down
nine times the space

astray under the moons cope
the source and cause of every joy
upon it's face
the forgetful warm waters and the unchanging sky

- nameless city -

dreaming beneath the sea in a sunken city
soothing sound of flutes in nameless paws
vast cast of voices able and willing
light a lamp at midnight hour

cold undersea eyes in the invisible mirror
advice a dance of the imagination
where all taboos are broken and fought
like a bird who plucks blood from his breast

burn your books and come with me let´s
dance your mind away in a waking dream
collapsing curves settle and emerge so
the air is once again still and clear

- in the blue vault of heaven -

ascending towards the sky in a bubble,
vivid red and blue… and yellow too
so frail and vulnerable to a roaring voice AHHAA
but she speaks so softly and with care
that I might just reach the stretch of seven years

sitting in a bubble on a billowy sky
far above from the blade of grass
that lingers on the light off of my vessel/capsule
in turn the sun and the moon cross my way
so they see how I see and in turn what I can´t see

from their hands it´s only stones dropping from a child´s sky
this vertical climb towards the sky proved useless
shy from the sky the stones hit me and drove me down
tempting to be empty now I fell for their way
ending every poem

- a farewell and goodbye -

she sees me as her sky
fills her mouth with stones
and screams at the ocean doors
searching the shores
for the blue pale smoke
she stirs the sea
riding her amber gold cherubs
along the shores
where the waves first broke
she follows the wind
across the perfumed sea
and lays her head in a bed of flowers
her flame like beauty
ignites my thoughts and
her silver shell´s eyes glitter in mine
a farewell and goodbye

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