WORDS DON'T EXIST  This trickling flesh into
                            Mesmerizing mistakes
                                         In bondage is my soul!
                                         I ventured into Schweinefleisch!
                              Then Rindfleisch!
The shrieks, and battered cries
                                           Came throbbing-knocking in my Herz!
Why? From where? Who does it? And
Why?
Wait, the noise-of-wait, captures
         the drill
   Of  the military robes and the thrushes long for
        the silent breeding they once 'could've!'
'No...the wait...grows, bigger, louder and this
noise is thud shut
into noises, more and more and louder and clear and unending'
The brain shrieks a cry of dark-dugeony-anger.
Colouring the purchased noises of the past
Wanting to buy more but no! Past is past.
No more bidding! Bitte!
Present shudders and walks past future
And I become the Super-dumb, the cult-of-disaster!
Silence breeds like agony aunt forever and forever.
The noise of waiting in me, grows like a bamboo
Ready to be cut and ready to rise up like the or a Tower again
T-T-T-Tomorrow, unceasing smooth-agony, devouring the left
overs in me will rise up again?                                                                            
Left overs of survival like a duck-pose.
 Silence 
upon 
silence 
upon 
silence, 
 
 
 
 
 what is this life if silence is to live? WORDS DON'T EXIST