"Behind every system, behind every rule stands a corpse and laughs. You can't tell me who I should sleep with. I don't work for wages. My life is a revolution... My life is a beautiful life... What you call freedom, I call waste... I will continue to love my own voice. If everyone becomes me, everything will collapse."

Bruno K. Ă–ijer

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Birdy at Berlin U-bahn


Klick Klick
goes the
Rails
Klick Klick
in their
Shame
Klick Klick
In their
Filth

Birdy Birdy
Klick Klick
on the
Plate
(klickklick)
Flay on rails
Birdy Klick
on the
rails Birdy

Klick

Cry Cry
Birdy
Cry Cry
Birdy
Klick
sing sing
Birdy
Klick Klick

On the rails
Birdy
Klick Klick
On the

EDGE BIDY
klick
...
klick



Klick Klick


***




The streets of Berlin where empty. Wide. Spread. Cold. Wet. Dangling. Swollen. In the room there was a half of Chicken in the take away box. She looked innocent. Calm. Crispy. In mayonnaise.



Good night and god bless,
Queen of Disorder
Sonia Dietrich



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