18. 03. 2018
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White Condo.

I live in a white condo. White walls white ceiling white floor. Even the abundant light is white day or night. High glass windows all around. Metal structure, scarce concrete. An empty white...

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14. 01. 2018
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Desert phone.

The sweat flooding my eyes as a salty ocean the heat burns me whole, my skin, my soul the thirst dries my mouth and my deliriant thoughts a scantily dressed ghost covered by...

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07. 10. 2016
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Pollock.

Jackson had a nightmare. It started with one line. One line going nowhere. Turning inside a blank space. Then another line. Another wandering line across the canvas. Another and another. Hundreds of lines....

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09. 09. 2016
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If I had the power

If I had the power to change things what would I change the color of the sky the way the birds fly the sound of thunder to change the sun revolving life evolving...

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09. 07. 2016
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Predator in need

Languorous horny filthy round assed pretty little bitch said a not really close acquaintance of mine about the one I was watching mercilessly like a predator in need oh very much in need...

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29. 11. 2015
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Ghost City.

Ghost of a city City of ghosts A city vulnerable to fire just by the water to ocean rage in its face. A city too far from heights. Yet the heights populate it....

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02. 11. 2015
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Mirror sky.

A November sunset the Sun rays falling almost parallel to my line of sight. A huge glass surface building in the distance reflects the sky perfectly. As a metaphor as an echo as...

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04. 09. 2015
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Rain incoming.

Rain incoming I’ve been dreaming I’ve been awake I’ve been traveling I’ve been still I’ve been working I’ve been lazy I’ve been creative I’ve been dull I’ve been gentle I’ve been nasty I’ve...

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11. 07. 2015
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Invitation.

To all my friends out there… I am not very familiar with all the features of this site, and this goes to all the registered users: My sincere apologies for not welcoming you...

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15. 05. 2015
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Blood Stains.

Blood stains trails like pathways to a life scurrying slow like a warm red glacier pulled by the inescapable gravity its viscosity drying up by the cool breeze… Atoms of iron taken away...

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