green clamor
June agony
I'm lying
like couch potato
here on the balcony
with my brains out

gray brittle phrases
where's my osteopath
fed up with thoughts and hypotheses
with my soaked shoes
with my own self forever standing out
how tall are you, you brat
countryside
otherwise
otherside
misery of shallow waters
overused leitmotifs
simplistic mottos
approximation when it comes to numbers
nostalgia when i have to deal with childhood photos
casuistic morals
opportunist goals
the vigour of distrust
whenever i think of social distancing or social media

the concept of not being involved
similar to not being alive
yet it's better than being dead
that's my life

This May breaks my head apart
As well as the night breaks the day
From the window I see the sun shine
But I have to stay online
****
What a ****** I am

I hear
Those background noises
Lonely passengers
Trapped into a pitch black darkness
You've been kicked out of this championship
You've lost your consciousness

What an unbelievably cool breakthrough
That has been
It deserves your attention
Now put it into a dustbin

Brick wall
You've built
So solid
I hardly feel at ease
The truth, however, is
It ultimately breaks

Self-protection
Selfishness
Into the blue blue water
I plant my tree
Greener consumption
They say
I’m afraid it’s not

Tickling your neck
With my dry lips
I drink from the puddle
Its filthy, poisonous water
Through me it flows
A single glimpse
It’s enough
For today

Read through my face
All the signs
Gripped you again to demise
Fly till you crash
For only you can see those lights

Giving away all the crowns
Creepy night
Glitter free
Crystal clean
On the roof
The birds
Singing lullabies
The ***** ones
Once again