There is no one here but me and the sun
and the sun is white and doesn´t care
about personal love
where was I when I was weightless?
Except the children everyone is distaned
when I get to close to me
saying what the tide
is dictating me
standing in the middle of it
my feet frozen for the sake of being awake
my friend comes to me with the eyes of a stranger
looking right through me
come out of that water now put on your socks
the riddle my girl is you can not be solved
your love is full now come on
get yourself together
Inside of this scream of a landscape
I drank too much cream of the sea
my inside is a landscape
bitten by trillions of incisively teeth
The whale lying on the coast line
thinks the children mean her salvage
they are too weak to push her back
One kicks her
because the other one thinks
she is dead.
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