2004
I wanna write but someone stole th… superscript, I start on my new des… super high wire, I arranged it all… slurped buttermilk and felt grotes… Now I need another chair, or a cu…
A) Voluntas vs. Voluptas I aspire your pagoda armed with books and a goodbye I wanna apportion the sacret veda unveil the beauty of your whispere…
Its the twentyfifth, attending the… Eureka– I approached to my idol “Good” was yesterdays presentation I was “naive” but not idle Ive met my master,
It rains and I wear sackclothnash… one more week of holiday-terror You taunt all my stuff and stashes watch me with your one-way mirror I scream for boys and toys
Will über den Schatten springen quietschlebendig ins Blaue hinein ich werde lernen zu singen dann bin ich auch nicht mehr allei… Hab so viel Schönes entdeckt
A hypocritic interview Im not where I shall be cut a holiday into two for trepidant hips to see Frantic songs and potatoes mesh
My sickening stomach is prone to t… my mouth spills nothing but all my… My bodys a wreck, and where is my… Look into cats eyes, but still I… Lepers like me dont deserve any sy…
Bodwins friend brought me safely h… this heavily flirtin disaster I lured him by my hazy foam and by my life spinning always fas… A ponderous Miss Empathy
Without my fire the world is so cr… But I can no longer have a rest without my desire Im a fool I count the days of my pallid ches… With cookies and ancient Hittites
Coming home like on Sunday with trumpets and trophies caressing white fur in delay love bites, I went to his office He said I was excellent
Tempora Tomorrow Tomorrow is my day of so… Tonight Tonight, is the evening o… Today Today Im gonna stay and dream of blurred blue Yesterda…
Moony polar bear, between us an op… On a tripod day with a high night… laughter and melodies like a room… Now I smile and sway, but will my… Let me introduce you to a riven sh…
Postvibrant lowering dawn of liquid skies in the garden blessed be the birdlike family on trees of which my will must har… Two more blows and Im done
There lies a contract on my deskto… my proof of life after death. A swollen knee, a dusty bedhop, I love my angelic breath. Daily bread or a sudden soup,
Midnight Loft, I wear leopard prints. Watch out how soft the mouse dances hints to a naked empire