Fish are cool

Fish are cool. Lamas as well. And they're funny, yes they really are. Cats are beyond everything. Humans? Humans are bullshit. What a pity, I'm a human! And still I dare writing myself in capital letters. I'm so conceited. And besides, I wallow in self-pity. Fish are so cool. They don't feel, yet they've got so much emotion in their expression. Fish, they're just too good for this world. And cats are beyond everything. And the human being, it's just a cluster of cells that somehow manages to... well in fact humans don't manage anything! As I already said: they're bullshit. Ah, I forgot the lamas. These ever-spitting lovely beings. They're lovely indeed. And fish are so damn cool! And humans are bullshit. If they weren't, I wouldn't write this shit. Bullshit writing shit. Shit written by bullshit. Funny huh? I know people who are twice of my age but only got half of my brain. Funny huh? They try to teach me things. They call themselves teachers, don't know why - maybe because they try to teach? Did I already mention that fish are just too cool? And cats! Oh they're just beyond everything! And me, I still write myself in capital letters.

Aging Prognose of a… of Someone

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Le‘me tell you somethin‘
While I’m listenin‘ to blues’n rock
It’s been a long time
Since me last breath y’know
When things were green or so
N’sun was not to punish me
Le’me tell you hoe
These days they always go
Look a’me right now
My skin hangs from my hand
Like too big laether gloves
God bless I ain’t got boobs
They’d hang to the south pole
An‘ ma voice’s become the burble of a dying
I’m too lazy for hair dyeing
Fuck y’all shit dammit you motherfuckers
The worst is the mornin‘
Y’know that’s when the day begins
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Another Life

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Let me be a tree
Earthbound yet free
So beautiful and strong
Silently living so long

With my head held high
And with birds who fly
Away from their grayish town
To rest upon my beautiful crown.

With lovers who carve
In my skin how they starve
For a love light like elves
Outlasting themselves

With an old and withered rope
That children full of hope
To swing while summer charms
Tied firmly to one of my arms

With a grave beneath my shadow
Which burrowed so shallow
That underneath the sleeping
Can feel me slightly weeping

Let lightning fall on me
Let rain kill its fire
Bring wind to gently stroke me
And sun to call me higher

Let me be a tree
Earthbound yet free
With marks all over my body
All deep but never bloody
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