my ways are oblique and strange
i know that i am alone
i will repay
revenge is mine
my soviet cologne is cheap
but pure alcohol
the flame of eternal blue
dead enemy with red ball swims peacefully
death was due

i'm making words
from anything that cares
for making sounds
for an empty space
that crazy ace
it chases horse
and mounts
and rides with wings for spares
and begirds the globe with simpleton barbed wire
water
soil
and fire

i'm old as hell
i'm 57
childhood starts tomorrow
and will continue to eternity of things
it's out of scope of bad and good dilemma
as everything is bad nowadays
my friend
we just exist
and that is jolly cool

the promise of imagined sky
morse code replaced all the stars in this universe
we are reading it silently
final prophets of real doom
in the far-fetched world

you don't mean that
you're just mean
i should run away from you
unfortunately that globe
as per the latest research
is the only one with some intelligence
as defined by humanity
i don't really want to destroy the statistics
by taking my shadow away

bush legs
chicken hands
the monster of days
consumes us in person indeed
push dregs
clique disbands
impostor's ablaze
restrooms buzz with curses
drink mead

not a single blemish
that's suspicious
any man to cherish
red delicious fruit of heaven
treat or trick of hell
life is sadly sweet
death deems eve well

red riding robin hood
shlimazl of a wolf
is full of arrows
and grandma eats away
her exit way
a nice exotic dinner
the game carpaccio
gamekeepers of the abbot
as usually
are too late
and too afraid
of small saint john

funny paper
buying nothing
nothing selling
watermark
ship
escape her
flying
buzzing
soul quellung
sad remarque

the famous telegram to universe
i'm down and out
roger
boxing match is over
the god takes nothing as a winner
i'm taking half of it
as was agreed beforehand
i need not a physician
the world is sick
but never will repent
and publicans already did