Sie Anwortet Nicht!
by Franz Nietz
Live! cowering in the corner!
live! bursting through walls!
the hollow world feels nothing
the fall is daunting and here
hear! the thunder has spoken!
exclamation leads the broken path
haCk, useless hack!
no plagurization when
you can steal life from the soul
soul'd out such to say
shakespeare works with mirror
the groteusque looks at the microfilm
transfer your thoughts into paper
sell for millions and die
in the gutter drunk and
barely alive, laughter
to be clever, skin falling out of
windows
masks are left in the
costume shoppe. old mr.
gray left with the poised selfless
jagged, face, do to all the bad
deeds. I wish my nose did not grow
when i tell the truth.
too crazy for crazy town.
acceptance is not for everyone
silence is when talking clouds
your vision. i rummage through the
bins for that last pair of
gucci's.
beauty lives
in the ugliness
of our gout-like
detestable faces!