The London Hours – No more, July 2013


we all do what
we know best
God sees no bottom –
he sees now clear
we hold no guilt
he says, cause we felt
he coughs as a dog
who just shitted

others may step on
dark eyes set narrow
and near he still carries


I don’t agree – that source

spouted poison more

than once

I don’t enjoy surfing
or browsing except
in nature
I’d rather go for a stroll
among nature watching
where I place my feet

on my way I hear lots
of answers single notes

the birds, the sea, the trees
no more you and me

just me
– and the rest



2013-07-30 17.07.02

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