Competing fate

– I might get killed next week.

– Oh dear…well, at least you know when you’ll gonna die.Can we prevent this?

– Yes!STOP COOKING!

……………………………………………..

(a week earlier)

– Put a paper bag on your head!

– Am I that ugly?

– No no… but it will be easier to recognize you.

…………………………………………….

(presumed day of death)

– Let’s order pizza, shall we?

…………………………………………….

(after two years)

– I’m fat and I hate myself.

– True.But you’re alive.

…………………………………………….

(in this specifically moment)

– I’ll record your first reaction!

– I’ll beat up your ass and record you crying!

– DEAL!

…………………………………………….

And the killer took some „salsa” lessons and quit eating spicy food.

– WHAAAT????

THE END

MeoP <-

Early June.

I get a World Free Pass.

Anyway!

You get rebuked and loose your arm.

I’m a SCHMUCK.with lots of CH.

A walkie-talkie kind of rebellion.

Your brain gets trepanned.

Dumper in a teasing way?

Hell NO!

Ratty-baboonish chats.

Spinning is a groovy tune.

Wanna dance?

Oh, I forgot, I’m sleeping on a bed with no sheets.

It’s like strawberry juice, except I’m the cinnamon seed.

Let’s buy a diploma

And make the world a better place!

Simplify the way I sob and

Read me about koala-bears.

We’re beautiful creatures, aren’t we?
Play hide and seek in fog.

You’re fumbling for a pen in my purse.

I have it all written somewhere else.

Arms wide open while chatching mowers.

Know what?

I’m done and packing!

Surprise!!

Hey..do you have some chocolate left?

„A skeleton of trust”

His embrace, a fortress
It fuels me
And places
A skeleton of trust
Right beneath us
Bone by bone
Stone by stone
If you ask yourself patiently and carefully:
Who is it ?
Who is it that never lets you down ?
Who is it that gave you back your crown ?
And the ornaments are going around
Now they’re handing it over
Handing it over.