They still don't play any of my songs on the radio.
In fact, they haven't played anything since yesterday.
The radio presenter said goodbye in the middle of a sentence
and since then it's just been hissing.
Nothing unusual since the Fourth Reich
finally catapulted us into the fourth world.
At least there are no more seasons.
And hardly any exclusions, because now
everyone is equally disfigured are.
Everyone is fed up with everything, but still hungry.
And so they eat each other up.
And people only listen to those
who already have too much attention .
Because those who have something to say
have long since fallen over the edge.
In another time, in another world
It probably wouldn't be You've come this far.
Maybe, you think and can't close your eyes anymore.
Couples are copulating on the gray meadow
with bodies covered in scars and psoriasis
and exchanging the smell of pus with each other .
Saliva drips from the crusted corners of the mouth
and softens brittle wounds.
Bony bodies that rub against each other like rough,
dusty plaster figures.
Movements are reminiscent sick insects.
They tremble and pour into each other.

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