fat bellied guy, behind
the wheel of a big car,
silently sipping his beer

Asuguo

this little voice in my head
dosen't stop screaming:
'slap her right in the face!'

Mrs. Bigglesworth

unter mir
der milch kaffee
fluss

Asuguo

if rainbows go from
left to right, i found the end
but no pot filled with gold

Asuguo

i no longer wanted to be
the subject of a dizraeli song
so i left the coast

Asuguo

the passengers
of the mercedes
fulfill every cliche

Asuguo

i can survive a hike through
death valley but not
a few hours on the beach

Asuguo

a neatly ordered
nightmare
in matching colors

Asuguo

just a short glimpse into
their world, makes me believe
the dutch guy was right

Asuguo

similar but not the same
a different world
for less than a day

Asuguo