leven in 2 D

leven in 2 D
dit binnenste buiten op 25 m2

donderdag 14 april 2016

voor één keer een haiku: 3 / 4 sky do 1/3 sky

Who is the one whose mindies became untouchable? Take care - springfield gives 'a
dusty Jane' and they swore metallics in the sky on selfies 4 my side. 
Worn keys of the old balkey boardchiefs
make me emptied in my pockets, 2 solo
and duo skills we saved fully that sword I sway.

I failed to notice when the words began to fall out -
opening panes through these drilling miracle before me on my desk
sets free and still is bounded to the knee with one key -
we make afeel the wound like gifties onto the vulture's skin 
pinched in the pink cloud all above whose
hand in luminosity of feathers daresayed doves
gives more than the birds can carrie this regifts down.

Therefore I sing with 2 widening lips of the lucky listener hip-hop 
tips on my hat my ears are rowing his boat ashore and 
I send up a prayer play
2 the regiments he prayed 4 in a fortnight
they would stay. To those I toast - 2 too
2 people having called a seal 
they wore with you all time allover
the longtime bore of looking in 2 curtained stages 4 all
souls in public acces tippy towled this hand they told
will pack end ship each other: 'such boxes contain life flare alife' -

they treat 4 this mess yheir oilily in one flacon the man
and drip 1 into all brain affairs embodied that he is incorporated to the bottle
of the tree.

Where to go now? I wonder why worldwide 4
forks one day asunder is no time. 

The sky has left and I've never learned to walk on roads with the earthen pot aside. 
Where did stay my world of words when she was young and anxious to slip away?



after: - Sky D Sky -
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Who is the one who became untouchable - spring or me? 
Worn keys of the old keyboard emptied my pockets so skillfully that I failed to notice when the words began to fall out through these drilled pockets. 
Where to go now, I wonder. The sky has left and I've never learned to walk on the earth. 
Where?

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 bedrijfsgebouw te Lingen D.
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