Thursday, March 09, 2006
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
masha...........since it often happens
misha...........active and passive
masha...........to visit oneself
misha...........to constitute oneself as visiting
masha...........to show oneself as visiting
misha...........to constitute or show oneself as visited
masha...........get himself done
misha...........incessant self loss
masha...........I
misha...........it is not identical to itself
masha...........it is not itself
misha...........it has no self
masha...........everything and nothing
misha...........It has no character
Monday, March 06, 2006
What don’t say that ever again….ever
………………………there are places that don’t exist anymore, places that I could swim in…..swimming laughing……………………….in your pink….changing there.
…………………………………….listen my hands can make you warm again.
What can?
You and me
Don’t say those things
What’s the matter?
With those birds?
Hello
Hello
what you need is a happy arm, without those ghosts.
A happy arm?
to swing around
Oh shut up………..
That could be close
there you let it
there when you fear it
I was there when you met it
How I know it
stop it
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8……9 10 n’11, 12…………..13
……………..you used to be one…….taken the rubbish, talking rubbish……….now your make ups gone
shut up
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.
.
.
well if you lay down
below, near the river?
turn
I’m looking
don’t think of it
you heard voices
deep below
c’om on
under the white snow
turn
C’om on
any way
where is it?
gone
C’om on
drinking love spare
quit
time to……its time
what?
drank love out
listen teeth chatter
takes some hands to get used to it
all those people
I know
you know it’s time
I like it on my own
you go outside
I told you
This is how the window and wind blows
I want it
…………………….it confuses, me all night
I wait up all night
You want to race?
yes……..running?
its done
now………………look its paved with fear
charm?
run
no
from the summer?
its done
I hate the summer
ha…he ha…………………..songs for flowers
time……..to get by….time to cry
I wonder…..why?
work it out
fish frying?
your truly….a letter
you up to no good
like people in the painting
don’t get mad
words they sting
looking through the forest…..yes
warm…… warm…yes so
you can feel
feel warmth?
No
warmth?
…………..get up please……get up…..get up now
warmth
chattering teeth
warmth
warmth
warmth
to get dry…………..
and get warm and just cry
I wonder………………………why?
I wander…………………….. why?
yours truly.
the next thing you wait for……..
looking through the woods
I dug out to look
I doubt
I don’t wish I was dead
So I DUG OUT…………………In the snow…….dig
to find your feet
No
around me silly warm hands
Somebody saw a sweet warm pool…I could swim in
have mercy…………..please have mercy
sweet warm
changing again
my hands could make you warm again
but you and me on our wooden bed head
laughing
What is the matter with those birds?
there you go changing again
there we go
what you need is a happy ghost…..for your happy heart
I want a happy arm
father
warm inside
yes remember
hey
hey
hey
hey
The snow buried us.
out in the night
looking for light
and snow
what is the plan
dream……..no you say fairy tale
something wrong?
what?
lies
hey
hey
stop
you travel through snow and trees
this has nothing to do with me
REMEMBER everything……….the fog, the air, the diesel, ice….mountains
freedom from self-sounds
6 o’clock get up, calls
no more
aim at the moon, this week
mid-day
I digest
fully digest
whom
who I?..........I c a p i t a i n
look in through the window?
even my boots are bored
spiritual…how does this mean?.....not French or German….here….how does it be?
You are blind and no they don’t dream
the wood is evil………………it tells me
I have two eyes………the best-est…did you ever see…………….
my stomach it itches
Get down, no mercy…………no! get down……no mercy
Please have mercy
No mercy….now get down…..down…….woman and man
But I saw it…………and I can hear you holding me so tight………….I saw it….a man with no legs and arms….he had 2 eyes and the woman was blind…………she drank……till too little
do you?
please have mercy
Get fucked……no mercy……………… I said……………….get down….now….get down woman and man
but I can hear the trees talk……
your crying.
I’m crying and hearing them talk…………..its an electrical…..energetic……sound…….my senses form……
Put your head on the snow………..listen…….
I hear the ice talk, the crystals grow
get a hold of yourself
can you imagine it…he was called…..he was called….. its called.
do you want me to hold you?...do you want what you have?…..not have got….hold tight
your so thin
give it to me
there are so many of us
I see you holding my hand
wait
wait
………….no wait
……………………….wait
………………………………..wait please………wait
your so thin
wait
your eyes
wait
your arms
wait
your legs
wait
your fingers
wait
those scars
wait
those touches
wait
those eyes
wait
rubber heart
no wait……………………please……… man……….. have mercy…………….have mercy my man….mercy…no………….not her………me………me not her……not for her…..me…………..please look after them for me…please……no….me…………..but my hands could touch you again……..no………don’t do that.
It was on your nails, eyes lids, clothes, light blues and yellow
laughing….laughing down
here we go
go again
please hold me tight
we need…..I’m bitten all over…………my eyes sting
Your eyes are red…..no…….please…….no
I told you so….you make it
a’ woooo….a’ woooo…..a’ woowa
a wish
wish it
its easy
a’ woooow
it sounds
a’ woooo
an offer
a’ woooowa
the wind
a’ woooo
an offer
a’ wooooowa
the ice trees
a’ wooooooo
ice water
a’ woooooo
the ice air
a’ woooooo
the crystal leaves
a’ woooooo
the crystals
a’ woooooo
the glittering light
a’ wooooooo
the snow
a’ woooooowa
foolish heart……its almost crying now….I think its crystal…almost time
a wooow
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13….how many steps?
down
all hell
Get down my man and woman….now
swimming in blue……truly….truly yours
its nothing I know now…sleeping in my head
smile
a little bit funny……a little sting………smile……I dug out the snow to try and find a place to swim….look my feet are swimming
I can’t stop
I can’t feel the same
a’ wooo
a’ woooo
a’ woooooow
a’ woooowa
lay down it’s not cold
look away
wooo
turn away………..no mystery my senses are crystal now
hammer me
woow me
away
who is burning un-born children?
skin on my eyes
drowned
there is soil under the snow
not the children…..no no no no no
I liked you for that
forgive me…no……listen
if I could
you change…climb out the door
there is no-one
forget
sleeping now
white
black
never names
parents
change all this light-white ice
13 colours….my mind
ashes
heart
wow……………wooo that noise
snow white