A hill
Once proclaimed itself a mountain,
And so the huge crowds of tourists came,
Taking the whole hill away, piece by piece,
As souvenirs.

A horse was lost in a desert,
It swam through the sand of dunes,
Like an unusual snake,
Looking for a suitable lake,
To swim in its cold waters.

A huge ocean
Of strange emotions
Is washing over me.

A human:
   - A machine will never be better than a human.
A mashine:
   - What is "better"?
The human:
   - ... *******.

A human being is an animal,
Who can thank an another human being
For being.

A knight in shining armour
Worked as a desert mirage,
But quit for a night job.

Alice, go home,
Rabbits are getting hungry.

All garden statues are broken,
And on winter verandas
Are sitting last sommer guests,
Slowly drinking ice tea.

All I ever wanted was a good sandwich,
How did I land in this neighbourhood so late in the evening?

All is well,
But nothing is good.

All my life
I'm getting out of strange situations
Only to get into weird ones.

All my thoughts are real,
I am not.

All spaces should be secluded
From each other,
All problems come from overlapping spaces.

All the points of no return
Are telling me
That I'm gone.

all these people, all these smells and sounds,
and absurd questions,
and no one has closed eyes
or is absentmindedly smiling.

All this coffee,
All these hopes,
All the heat during the day and nothing else.

All this night,
Be forever with me.

all this poetry...
it doesn't rhyme with anything,
does it?

all-too-few feelings,
with strange endings, without beginnings,
in a no man's land of my soul.

All your thoughts
Are written on your face,
I barely see your eyes
Through this word maze.

A lonely raft
In a huge ocean
Is less lost then me.

A look of a train station:
ready to go,
not sure why,
a lot of bad coffee.

Is it a "yes"?
- No, it's a "maybe".
- "Maybe" like a "yes"?
- No.
- Oh.
- Yes.
- "Yes" like a "yes"?
- Maybe.
  (go to the beginning).

A lot of me
Is nonessential,
The rest is precious and existential.

A lot of things
Are not quite fair,
Of which we are
All too aware.

A lot of things are sudden.
Actually, all of them.

A lot of years from now,
When some muesli for breakfast will be my morning ***,
I will tenderly think about your buttocks
And our beautiful know-how.

Always dancing, never thinking. Some people can be happy just like this.
Any situation should be current. Beware of permanent ones.
Normal people are having strange thoughts, weird dreams and boring lives.
Points of no return are all coming back and asking for permission to stay.
I don't have what it takes, to give it back. So, I'll keep it.

Always keep it simple,
In a cool and dry place.

A man and a boat
Once went on the road,
To quietly float,
To never come back.

A man without any profession
Was left alone on a beautiful planet,
As the Almighty got distracted halfway through the Creation.

Am I a good person
Or a real one,
Breathing happiness and weirdness?

A midnight omelette
Could be a heaven on earth,
Although some eggs might beg to differ.

a miracle
is always around the corner,
wherever you turn,
it's right behind your back.

There were people around and there was a lot of laughing. That's all I remember, and it stuck with me for years thereafter. It helps me now, though, somehow.

A mysterious lady in the black dress
Is smiling from a huge painting,
Longing for her lovely small world.

This health advice
Is better than a few:
I should sleep more,
And probably with you.

An alcohol
Is like a pull of gravity,
That is lifting you up into the sky
And leaving you to fall down.

A narrow desert road,
Full of stones,
Is what I usually need,
When I am alone.
I would wake up
And walk the road,
Throwing the stones
Into the sky,
Getting better.
And after all this,
I would write you a letter,
A beautiful letter, full of laugh,
And so my day won't be tough.

An awkwardness is the basic human condition, mitigated at times by a wonderful winter blue sky and other such everlasting niceties.

an awkward question,
an honest answer,
an offended silence.

An awkward squad
Is a good team,
After they get to know each other.

Ancient languages
Couldn't even grasp,
Why the food should be fast.

And every morning,
It's an uphill struggle
To get myself from the bed.

"And here we go again",
Said the Same ****
And went on.

And I replied,
With a lot of conviction,
That I wasn't really sure.

And suddenly I thought.
It was a frightful moment
Of a sudden thinking.

Can you be the voice in my head?
And then, can you be the voice in my sleep?
And then, can you be me?
And then, can you leave me forever alone?

An eerie road has come to a stop,
And at the end of the stop
Is standing a mob, in masks, and barring the road in town,
I hope, that masks are only because of the local lockdown.

An elephant and a dolphin played together,
By a good weather or by a bad weather,
The elephant got bored, the dolphin got tired,
Their boss then came, and both were fired.