a huge piano and endless
piano sounds of endless sounds
about every day haunts me and everyone
day it sings to me so much already
many many years every day

and I remember the days of evening winter when my brother
and grandmother were together when everyone was
were near and when I did not know did not know the sorrows
o remember I began to paint and tears again
and again they have found me and eternity

all eternal eternity is a great eternity and all
the sounds of that piano of that past
happiness and the world of peace that has long been gone
world of a happy world of a bright warm world
not the world of the cold not of the world of
the terrible world of the sad

27.09.18

in a wooden old hut which
I'm already standing and sitting and reading
which day my lamp burns there
which day I sit and write
it is there looking out the window looking at the forest
looking at a tree looking at owls and deer

and playing the piano occasionally rarely
playing and playing and playing I look again
in the sun to the moon on the clouds that
have lain in all this and everything again and again
day after day not going anywhere nowhere
leaving I sit and sit in my chair in the hut

17.09.18

Mr. Piano Man how your
fingers rain down on the keys
dancing a somber ballet
capturing the feeling of being empty
like those bottles underneath

Here Mr. Piano Man
the next drink is on me
while we sift through debris
of our melancholy

Every note stings
every chord bleeds
woe is you
and
woe is me
play
Mr. Piano Man
a song to our ennui

Let it rain Mr. Piano Man
let the storm hammer the strings
lets swim in the puddle
of whats spilt underneath

Oh Mr. Piano Man
What is that I hear?
That note that was just hit
it sounded rather queer
there is no room for happiness
at the bottom of this beer

No! NO! Mr. Piano Man
I don't want the sun
go back to stormy waters
to where you had begun

I thought you a friend
I thought we allies
I thought we understood
the sounds of demise

Mr. Piano Man how you so betrayed
with your songs of love and spring
every note my heart aches
every chord a bee sting

Mr. Piano Man this is my goodbye
I am leaving you now
please don't cry
I am going to my new friend
Mr. Bartender
How do you do?
Give me an endless bottle
and another drunk to talk to.

hey there pianist
play us something please
wipe away those dusty keys
and bring us to our knees

why hum those tunes
when you can play
guide these voices on their way
and show us how its done

i know you miss those wildin' days
when your hands flew up and down
try once more, don't be shy
and stop with that ol' frown

i see your fingers itch and search
when you hear a melody
to replicate that very sound
this is your only remedy

hey there pianist
play us something please.

eludes time slips away
as if a snake were like a piano
like stars outside the window
like lonely oak
time slips away from me

and what is time and what is a day
what does it mean to slip away
what does it mean a snake and piano
what does such a star mean
and what is true solitude

eludes time eludes
disappears disappears like a spider's thread
as its core as its web
As his house is abandoned and new
built in february onward

28.07.18

as the light keys
of the piano
drift smoothly
and swiftly
across my fingers
i played
as the melody sings
the piano keys
seemed heavier by the second
as i played softer and softer
the voice became louder and louder
the melody disrupted