2022-02-02

YOU ARE A STORM

you took me by suprise

threw me off my path

had me glidin


i had to reset my guiding

wake up

hold the helm

command my power


you are mighty

a beacon

a light

a feeling

a smell

vibrant


vigorous,

you make me!

understanding

versed

deep-rooted,

profound and enchanting


entrust your insights on me

award me with your shape!

as iam your bond servant

and your solitary partisan


yes, "love"

an inconstant variable

used, abused tête-à-tête

and still i permit myself

to clutch and squeeze

this excitement and the pleasure

to feel it


to feel it for you


i long for you

im itching 

hooked

obsessed


your laugh delights me

your eyes soothing, reassuring

your body speaks in tongues

your lips


your lips

oh vulcan venus and mars

the gods envy you

cause i only accolade and rave in your glory

as i am indebted to you

devoted

subservient

rule over me 


as i rule over the lands

that i would donate to the peasants

any time


just to be yours

just to seize, 

a brush or stroke of your hand

sense your skin levitating over mine

nirvana

elysium

and zion

2015-07-05

Glasses


„You can’t look at a glass half full or empty if it’s overflowing.“

2015-01-28

not here to loose

i have control over my shit
my life is controlled by me
my work is controlled by me
my money comes in because i decide so
my plans
my dreams
my flat
my aesthetic
my taste
my food
my love
my clothes
my talent
my health
my environment
are all like they are
because of me

is it an aspiration
an urge to be superior
the best at what i do 
an impulse to lead
i don’t wanna follow
im the potentate of my realm
i don’t indulge into chaos
i don’t loose control
over my behavior
my shit
over me

chaos is cute when u 16 yr old
but when you over 27 
and didn’t overdose until now
it’s just pathetic

even in 2014
when i was high 24/7
i made more money
than all the years before
(maybe not more than in sczcecin days, but thats a story for a different book)
i opened doors
to things, ideas, future projects
that will position me 
where i want to be
i don’t wanna loose that
i don’t wanna loose that for a light high
don’t wanna loose that because of fucked up time management
because of hangovers
because of following instead of leading
glorifying being a looser
is not cool
unwashed clothes
filthy glasses
grimey flat
no room to breathe
no minimal expanse
for evolvement

i don’t have a born to loose tattoo
i do and want to continue to ball 
full court
i want to expand, grow, change
i want to be sponsored by adidas
run and dance for these kids
im not here to loose man 
im here to win

im not a lost child
in an ugly ass body
i wanna race my role models
play on their turfs
win on their courts man
they don’t want me
well i come anyway
they don’t like me
well i prolly fucked their gf
they don’t understand
well im not here to teach
im here to take

and im not gonna be denigrated
cause im different
my life is no joke
im not here to amuse you

i don’t wanna surround me with people
who i have to teach life
who are (with the possibility of sounding elitist or snobbish) under me
who doesn’t have the same knowledge about art, culture, life
i want people around me who are at my level
who are higher than me
better in ways
which i still have to learn
who understand
who know

i don’t need dumb shit
what i need are cultural comments
i want appreciation of knowledge and intelligence
not gonna be belittled for achievements

that’s why i don’t talk
not because im sulky or affronted
i abalienate myself
because im (sometimes/mostly) surrounded by stupidity/misconception
and i thought about it
maybe im the problem?
maybe i ride on a high horse and should be more open for other „ways“
and i say hell nah
i want to be that dude
i climbed out of the crapper 
why should i walk with the plebs
why should i align myself with them
and of course i will look down on ppl
cause god damn there are levels to this shit
nobody gave or taught me this shit
i took it


all these faded kids
the ravers
man
this culture based on drugs
on loosing control
i love it
but i don’t wanna be a part of it 
i wanna give them kids a good time
and leave
im not here for the after party
im not here for the drugs
man i did better drugs than all of you
i had better parties than all of you
im mr international
i was pitbull in this bitch
approved by pussy
from countries uoeno

and of course i flex man
to quote gucci here
i can talk the shit cause i got

yeez
i dont wanna endure ppl
i don’t wanna listen to the same old stuff
wow im high
wow i love drugs
exctasy woohoo
god
i want work
i want when, where, how much
i want gwuap
if you ain’t bout that boy
don’t try to hit me up
don’t talk to me
im pretty much over aimless gibberish
im over talking bout the feel
im over finding yourself
excuses
clarifications
i know who i am
i know who you are
i know what i can do
i know what you can do
i know where i want to go
no crossroads anymore
i met the devil
we talked it out
im on my way already
but this is no ego trip
im building a collective
of people who same-minded
creative, talented, intelligent
i can’t revise it enough
who share the same aesthetic
the same work flow
who grow without me 
besides me 
with me
who live my life
not because of me
because it's theirs too
who wanna build something
bigger
something that will outlive us
we all hungry
together we will eat man
royally
i can’t emphasize it enough
everybody has to be on fleek here
because they want to be
not because somebody told them to
or because they wanna impress

don’t change things for somebody or to impress somebody
change things to improve yourself
thats why adore/worship star trek
cause every individual is at his best
so the collective can grow

no time to waste

and of course
there is always time for 3gs of coke
there is always time for that bag of weed
there is always time for that dip or that e
but there is no time like now for work
work
work
work
put in work
im not here for the fun anymore
im here to cook
to sell
to stack
metaphorically and literally

again i don’t wanna teach those kids man
if somebody doesn’t share this kind of yearning
its cool im not judging yo
everybody can do whatever the fuck they want
but don’t get me involved than
don’t waste my time with niggly shit
with shit that don’t let me prosper
give me your wifi password and leave me the fuck alone

2014-01-11

IDA

i love you

your presence illuminates me
your scent is euphorizing
your laughter makes jubilant
your touch thrills my skin

your skin
the canvas of my sensual mind

your hair
the inflaming spark

your eyes
the diamonds and the suns
which i wanna wear to town

your ears
so delicate
listening to my babble
of groundless pain and sorrow

your mouth

this light red kiss

speak to me
tender lines of absolute truth

our truth
which i should bare
cause my love isnt false

your arms
your movements
the grace and beauty
which no whore could ever fake

your hands
caring
protecting

one stroke through my hair
can wash away all evil
lift my mood for days

your long legs
which stir up any room
any mens fantasy

i want to kiss them
touch them
every day

your feet
that carry you
us
around the world
to places i only want to enjoy with you

i want to bathe them
on my knees
every day

your fingers
veins
muscles
filled with the sweetest blood
i tasted and felt so many times
raging
flowing

the mystical vivacity
i want to venerate it every day

your breasts
the warmth
i wanna lay my head on
hear your young heart
it want to live to its beat
the drums
my religion

the movement of your lungs
while we breath in each others mouths
while our naked bodies nurse
away the secular affairs

your stomach
this magical land of lust
which i wanna walk down
and draw my paths on
every day

your ass
this place
of sensuality
this perfect artifact
makes me loose my shit
every fucking day

your pussy
i want her
i want to own her
feast on her
i want to draw upon her
take from her
rest with her
sample her
cherish her and pet her
i want to fuck her
spoil her and praise her
get to know her
merry her and protect her
build a house
come home to her
and be there for her
every day

your mind
your soul
the one that makes happy
makes me calm
makes my fucking day
the one mind
that understand
helps
feels
and loves

as i do
the one soul
that kills
with one word
one text
brutal
ruthless
only because it cares?

lets set the mind free of evil and fear
so we can function
strive and prosper
together
every day

i will repeat
im your slave
use me

i am young
unversed
teach me

what i have to do?

tell me
show me
so i can realize

i dont know how
cause i was born an idiot

be brave for us
cause i was born a coward

oblige my honesty
cause i was born a liar

take my hand
lead me
cause i was born a fucking cripple

write it down for me
make me understand
take me to fucking college
cause i was left untaught

read it to me
tell me the story
cause i was born blind

draw it for me
paint the fucking picture
cause i dont understand their languages

let me feel it
cause i made us cold
i was cold
you got cold
hope you learn how to forget
so i can remember

lets meet woman
we have to warm up our bed

2014-01-08

i love her

i love her
and i let her go today

i want only her
but said that i want to fuck other women

what does that mean
why i did that

i mean if even wanted somebody else
id be happy now but i only want her

why did i say and write what i said and wrote today
it makes no fucking sense

am i dumb
or scared
am i that of a pussy
that im scared of real commitment
real honesty real blame

i mean blamed everything on me
she did too
i changed
not changed
realized
that she is the one
and that no other whore is worth a fuck
and she fucked me again
how she loved me before
and i fucked her
like i always will love her

no one fucked like we did
i want to fuck her again
everyday
i cant live without her
her remedial sultry subservient body
the only carnality worth dying for
i want to pry on that pungent scent
there are no words any more
how i miss her now
what i write is useless
and meagre bullshit
what did i do
why did let her go
she was beginning to be mine
i was always hers
my mind is itinerant
i cant control myself anymore
im fickle and lost
what did i do
what do i do here
i killed her with such an astute smack
why i do that
to her
to myself
what does this prove
my actions and words are inept

i wrote about it earlier
about dissolving my mind
i think im here
i want to throw away everything
whats good for me
why do i want to do that
why cant is just stick by what makes me happy
what gives me power to survive
why cant i work and fight for my dreams
and for the people who i love
and who love me back
why do i do that
why do i hate them and myself so much
why why why
god i suck
but really though what the fuck
did i just did
i hope its for the best
i hope this makes sense
i dont know any more
i just want to touch her
i just want to be happy
go on with my life
do what i love
with the people i love
but i cant somehow
i just cant
my mind says no
and i follow
till desiccation
where is this virile lover now
crying over his laptop like a fucking teenage girl

i will never forget the moment when you came to emser str
in your tight jeans shorts and that shiny turquoise shirt
i just wanted to say one true thing to you
no matter how silly it would sound
because now that i heard your voice again everything changed
but before i even could gathered my wits i condemned myself to eternal shame

i want your sap oozing from your legs
your warm feline odor and your hair in my mouth
my eyes are closed
we breathe warmly into each other's mouth
close together
death three thousand miles away
to have you here in bed with me
breathing on me
your hair in my mouth
i counted that something of a miracle
nothing could happen now
while i was rewarded for all my struggles and heartaches
in just watching you
you asleep
i decide
i cant hurt you again
i cant and will not make your cry for me again
thats why
thats why i cant be with you
im a bad man
and i dont want you to deal with that shit
i want you to be happy
and i want to make you happy
but i dont know how
i just dont know
i just cant
i want to be near you so bad
but you dont deserve shit like me
i fucked your over once
i didnt learn my lesson
now i remunerate myself
for all my future wrongdoing

2013-11-20

maybe its time to move on?

maybe its time to move on?
of course smelling her neck puts me beyond merriment
of course while i caress every inch of her body
and her body nestles to mine
i feel more thrilling and intense passion that i could ever illustrate
a series of biochemical responses that trigger an emotional cascade, impairing normal functioning
illuminated
it is my aberrant affinity
to run when she calls
to be her slave, like she was mine
to make myself her dog, like she was mine
to make myself her vigorous sin
who would knock on every door in every slum in Brazil for the sweet taste of her nectar
i'm in her hand
a toy with an enormous dick
enormous dick, ha
one minute i fuck her like i am satan himself
tear out her flesh
rape her holes
like we are painting of bosch
the next minute everything comes back
every moment every fucking memory that is stuck forever in my astute head
this white skinny gentile
the daughter i couldn't marry off
this conceited gushy bitch
i hated for so long
and still wistfully cry for every fucking night
like she cried because of me
i fucked the world
i didn't gave a shit
she did the same
my cock remembers
he is corrupted
with all our sins
with all our insignificant fucks
he is superfluous
when i see her face
my mind starts fucking me
all that abundance
all that ego
all the fucking drugs and
all that pussy cant help me in this downcast moment
despair and regret
the loss of trust
trust, ha
what an unrealistic wish
i fucked you over and now i'm begging you not to do the same
i fucked up something that could be a future
and now i'm hoping for exactly that
two-faced lies and i desire sincerity
sophisticated ruination
shattered remains
trust, ha
how can i earn that...

2013-11-16

flaccid

im flaccid
i try to share my emotional state
try to find the words that can describe my predicament
what i get into my .txt is redundancy not deliverance
nothing protrudes
i try to hone the gibberish i write about women, sex, myself, you and the disgusting things we did
but theses words are not mine
they are stolen, half-hearted and forlorn
should i reproach myself for all the nights filled with eclectic jazz of negroe youth
mixed with chemical imbalances and shiny crystals
i only wanted to smell the roses for a while
to coin a phrase here
all theses commodities and factotums
that heady fake affluence
left me agitated
but dumb
there will be no paramount idea or intelligence born from this

i allay myself that i can go back to my purer sublimity
tread lightly
try finely
but i see no change
have i lost my wit
to a blank page
what am i becoming
what i am
is useless

2013-05-19

to cope with one's fate

i cant concentrate
my head woozy
no (some) drugs involved
the changes fuck with me
im psyched and yet unsettled and alienated
help me
im loosing my mind
i cant cope with my own fate
lies and truths
my heart
techno
my mind
eerie
my stomach
acerbic
thoughts
grueling
tendencies
devious
to whom should i pledge allegiance
incantation of ordeals
or the delve of patronage
staid yet askew
specious chances
in which i tumble
i surmise victory
ruse or heap of dung
i hold onto my mind
adamant yet slippery
it lures me in
deeper into myself
my fantasy brash
leads me to believe
i have power
over me
over you
over everything
my decorum dimishes
my malady prevails
deliberately invasive towards life
cloying and drab
infuriating yet voluptuous
your crevice
i desist such thoughts
yet they haunt me
from second to second
day after day
my mind jerks me to the illicit
the abominations of my inner self
i try to judge it as a slip of the tongue
usual amenities of life-long drug abuse
i cant believe i could darken my doorstep again
thought i was indifferent to myself
yet i have infinite leverage against me
no antiseptic
no medicine
just me
plus myself
benignly hewing on my troubled mind
i just want to be happy. content, at ease
straining
admitting to myself that im tempted to end this right now.
but that would be depriving myself of too much enjoyment, innit?