wrote an old friend
and I was a skeleton
and I was a dead man
nothing to say I could not
nothing could not say

wrote an old friend
after so much time
after so many months
what topics he touched
but I could not say anything

he pulled my strings
feelings poured into all the blanks
the music was loud around
but only on my balcony
but I could not say anything

30.08.18

again thoughts about the future
again and again they have me
again the future is coming again
again my ages and strangers
all over again and again and again

again thoughts about the future
which like the past does not exist
again and again I all think about it
although I am not in this world
and never me and others were not

no light no darkness there is nothing
only the bushes are burning with flame
only the flame and ice around
flame and ice flames and ice and time goes by
and again and again thoughts about the future

29.08.18

in the rotation of the collar
various flowers are spinning
and tulips and blue flowers
and roses are all red
and sunflowers forgotten

in the rotation of the collar
spinning spinning
spinning spinning is not clear
where it is not clear
heaven and earth are spinning

and the sun and happiness
and happiness and sun
and different different feelings
and sunflowers and roses
everything is spinning a cycle

28.08.18

in the sky sang the mountains today
red moon
she said her true word
and joy and laughter and pain and sadness
and anxiety and fear and horror and confusion
all overtook me at that moment

I was destroyed and created
it was a new birth a new death
these were new steps and not steps at all
I was in the middle of emptiness and darkness
where I was not known where in the moon
probably in the red moon behind the mountains

27.08.18

the days are flying and here is september
on the calendar is
and here is the gold outside the window
rather, definitely not
but gold is
from memories
from anguish and sorrow

they fly flying days
all slip away imperceptibly
where am i now where am i now
but I am in a life in the world
in eternal existence
days fly and days fly
and now september is almost
and the calendar is new or not

but I'm not old
can distinguish
all new now and old
all old now and new
all the lights are now dark
all mourning is now a joy
nothing I can now discern
where am i now where am i now
in life eternal in life

26.08.18

my head fell today
she fell and rotated
around where then where and how
it is not clear how it was rotating
and in what place

she fell and fell
fell and fell as if forever
my head blushed
and blushed and sadness tore
tore my heart and light

but the rebirth of rebirth
all this was I shouted
this degeneration is rebirth
is a new and new harmony
new thoughts and new feelings

25.08.18

fear tears at me
but I cut it
but I'm trying to overcome him
fear and sadness tears me up
but I'm trying to break it
I try to overcome
I try to deal with it
once and for all
I try to overcome
I try to break it
but he will not tear me up
will not tear
will not tear
will not prevail

24.08.18