Scarlet Rouge

Triptych of Arbitrariness

I

fair enough, you say, fair enough, who is fair enough, i ask, i ask myself, who’s my self i ask, fair enough you say, may i ask, you ask, always, on all ways, but some are dead ends, i say, fair enough you say, what is enough, i ask, are you schizo, you ask, schizophrenic i ask, fair enough, you say, yay, and i don’t ask further, well, maybe, i say, i am a maybe, i say, i may be every x, i say, is x a letter, i ask, a is a letter, i say, fair enough is nothing, never, but sometimes i know when never is, i think, and say nothing no more, no less, fair enough a says, when x remains silent.

II

beautifiction. which purpose do these boards serve if buses come whenever the eternal plans of GOD determine, but inaccessible when?, cause it’s so interesting to freeze with nothing but cigarettes in your pockets? – some still wonder (while bags tiptoe across the imagination of dirty pavements), I definitely should take some ugly pictures, just for the absence of fun, since bakeries are closed down it’s even too cold for my pencil to write, or does he has other reasons not to do what he is ought to, like us, i mean my pencil? (who gave me the right to state, it – he – is mine?) … bins next to beauty shops show dentists their rotten teeth, but mine are still in, still in, still in is a mouth full of nicotine, breath me your cancer; – if life wants to be honest, we get, it’s decay.

III

What would we do without having no taste?, 8 equals the weight of infinity, psychoanalysis as the last step of rationalization, and release is only the more sophisticated trap, we entertain ourselves with our depressions, take your shower of shame, and rethink your thoughtlessness, since there is no doubt: every falling is floating, fallen, Falle, Fall, that is the clue of freedom, you are no more convinced of anything, but you can convince everybody of everything, or: flow of unconsciousness, i am pissed that it was god himself who pissed on me, pointlessness remains the sense of my life.

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