Freitag, 3. Februar 2012
4. ARE YOU RUNNING AGAINST WALLS . . .
( A poem by PETER RUEHMKORF 1929 - 2008, Ger. )

Are you running against walls,
man, what kind of rubbish?!
Any time its over,
anytime its The End.

Yesterday still some songs
everybody together;
and already you are again
out of the program.

Comes an interviewer,
asks for sense of life,
hit this pompous idiot
a serving minced meat!

Does he think now he got
- wesayjust substance -
you and a soft something
flee out of the land.

Bon voyage, you both
around the world and watch -
Love handles suffer
like comes from nature.

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