zeit und raum
verlieren sich im
wahnwitz der eitelkeiten

Mrs. Bigglesworth

violent happiness
crosses my way,
covered in mud

Mrs. Bigglesworth

nothing will change
a life more
than to have one

Mrs. Bigglesworth

not even five
minutes, not
even that

Mrs. Bigglesworth

had an epiphany,
but not shure
if it´s the right one

Mrs. Bigglesworth

they are feeding
on my fears
and nerves

Mrs. Bigglesworth

die gravitation
kooperiert
nicht gerne

Mrs. Bigglesworth

the few hours of
utter satisfaction
went to fast

Mrs. Bigglesworth

my personal peak oil
hits me harder
then expected

Mrs. Bigglesworth

das ziel
ist
im weg

Mrs. Bigglesworth