U - bahn Poesie

Yesterday I went out for the 1st time since I came back from the US. It was a CD presentation at the Ost club. The reason I went there was because my friend Lena was the stylist for the band. (with the modest name "Hobbygott"). At first it was a little weird, as almost always when I attempt to go out. 

I arrived there alone, the location is lika an underground maze of connected cellars, tons of people who I didn't know. So I just went straight to the backstage area, tried to look like a groupie and hung out there a little bit, until I finally found her. From this point on it was easier and fun - she introduced me to other people with who I found out to have mutual friends. And by chance I met another of my good friends there who I hadn't seen for over 1 year...

 Anyway, on the way home I had some inspired moments on the U-bahn. I usually never write poetry, but this was just the right moment...and so I proudly present the glorious fruits of inspiration that the Muse brought to me there. They are actually not poems, but rather songtexts. (Nicht wahr, Magda?)

I think of you

and I feel nothing

I just thought of you

and I felt more than something

Nothing - something - nothing - something.

Es schmort inside, doch lauwarm.

Kaum glüht es kurz, erlischt es schon.

ich fühle nichts und bin

doch voll von einer Stille,

die schreit so laut.

I bathe in her warmth,

we walk on a carpet of love.

our souls touch. (or something)

sometimes our fingers do so too.

But will she ever see it's true?