- Angst
it took me quite some time
to accept
that a consequence of living
is dying
But i just can't accept
that a consequence of loving
is trying
because all decisions we make
- Ghost Poetry
my body burns out
this city turns it's back on me
let it rain on me
defective copy of myself
I wish I was someone else
turn me into something else
two ghosts trapped on an island
circling this town in the sea
- Inkbreath
a pen that bleeds
ink on pale sheets
which morphs to shapes
and gradient fields
into a notebook
I bound in black
embossed with names
of my once summoned saints
- Serpent Hug
there's this broad road
paved with oak leaves
narrow sidewalks
curbstones like crooked teeth
and yet you run
in slippery shoes
with threadbare soles
to the rythm and blues
- Thrive and Wither
No blooming flowers in these fields
No truth in this trees falling leaves
And in the darkness we create
From dearest lovers broken friends
We just disappear
Cause we disagree
We just disappear
- Thrones
I lay down my head in hands
and rest on this thrones cold chest
I hold my breath shut eyes and rest
until red lips turn thin and black
I wake up in cold sweat
cuffed to this thrones armrest
and with my hands both tied
I sharpened those nails on time
- Tiburon
I hope you'll remember
and that you don't pull the anchor
too soon
I want to picture a familiar face
at a far and distant place
and I will paint a frame around it and leave it hanging there
waiting and staring
vanishing like the passion of a meaningless fling
- Untitled
both hands as blinds before your eyes
to absorb the blinding rays of light
of the early rising morning sun
when the moon turned its back on one
was it meant to fail
was it meant to break
a disturbing scenery
I had to look away