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abgeholt
no goodbyes putting oneself in the self ascribed position all those things she said she hated in other people she is representing manifestation in the self getting into an untenable position knows it all too well let fly off the hook stepping back over those very words just flowing from the mouth only tripping self up i have nothing to do but wait watching placing within self life is always sweet never optimal a constant falling an over exploitive exploration of the surrounding areas never tried to overextend
linking arms a painful way to say anything not getting into the mental space whatever that may be wherever the occupation is what do people do on their days off what do people do at all fitting in filling the holes try not to step on toes always an excuse me ringing off in the distance getting just a little too close use the infinitive not always mixed with the present past present habitual actions in the past losing any and all sense of walking scenery get out for a walk amongst the street life and then to bed got nothing more in my head put off homework til morning no state of affairs to think through grammatical indexicals calling in favours for the poor and untimely lack of consideration policy in force ego plays out the victim role think of someone else for a change start by thinking of me a laughable example i don't need to think of you since you is already doing more than enough thinking of youmeself
damit
running expending fluctuating tying overextending bodily energy levels on a tide wake and sleep whenever are the patterns realigned a late one off rising at the usual hour how is more sleep required where are the recuperation levels tied to the concentration an ongoing pursuit in the ideal of learning under the threat of constant change extinguishing the consciousness so far dwelling dawdling dwindling in decadence on outwardly turned beast consuming all in its wake worn out for it and to eventually discard itself in its own affluent inland lakes windsurfing windskating aerodrome nautical miles covered whatever of the distance your standing over any direction from here is closer to home for me without leaving the atmosphere jettisoning off into the space between spaces here is as far away as i can get from anything yet amongst those sources of fear and paranoia that have get those authorities of government up off the ground protect me i am a citizen ready to become a subject place me under the protection of the law and i will obey the law how shall this law be enforced a retrospective retroactive punishment penal system prohibitive and exclusionary put the dog outside let it fend for itself amongst the wasteland the other world that which is exploited and dumped upon here we have the Roman problem bundled over again a creation of a place for problems undefined locations milling together under multiple conditions of hatred spite revenge stupidity intelligence as justly misdirected as those same virtues values conditions characteristics as within the inside of the operative under the law safe as house so long as their is a wall impenetrable deep long permanent
spazieren gehen
dog gone walkabouts another chance gone begging another live in romance gone awry words on a page the message has been chewed up and spat out no longer able to carry altered in its arrangement figure distorted nonsense forming emotion all this logic surely came out of illogic a chaotic miss a primordial is and so logic still sits in this mess unable to lift itself out of the context from which it was derived e+ stopping on each corner just to peer into a kneipe an out of the way place a football field concrete sand cut down goals an arrangement of play no need to run as far overlapping repetitive actions and plays cannot stop them all a matter of odds and conditions variable framework without formal certainty that is the conditions upon which the result relies are unknown in measurable quantities informal indicators of skill and performance a masked utopia for outlying parameters of qualification searching out avenues of participation i just need better pr or a spokesperson on the outer rim with all those tyres hitting the ground something to feedback the gear changes pressure on the rim from the brakes the continue cutting underneath from bitumen to pavement to cobbles to earth never enough earth feel grass underfoot these souls were designed to pick something up out of the heart and feed ourselves a plant nutrient resource getting a hold digging into the ground a little bit of down time marching about underneath the passageways the cellars open air grills dog piss dribbling through another little reminder unplanned consequences alright for the well trained those that uphold standards of behaviour but the lines are never quite there only partially placed on this side of the subjectivity and anything enforcing codes ought to be resisted at any rate the crippling of institutional freedom by lust and greed of the individual the rampant egotism under organisation and partial satisfaction illusion and disillusionment the passage is a little too long
besetzten
caught wayfaring in the sun dilly dallying on the train tracks wait a while hold me back i am in a rampage coursing down the main artery out of the city sixty mile an hour down from your high horse right and responsibility falls where i am not putting my neck out get caught on the withdrawal more work for the troops who make it back to home base no shortcutting for you my friend supposed to leave from the assumed safety of home base this is an on the flight negotiation change rear the head in disagreement where is the level of trust the treatment of individual oh the law is getting in the way said personified insignificant the birthing ground for rebellion treat me as i am a child but do not baby me institutions of protection for whom get yourself to the top of the ladder as quickly as possible and sit stay dog boned dilemma so many scratching around for tarred up elephant remains a bigger faster animal on the horizon hand me a task to complete in a welcome area assert a little self control over the communal space seek out periods of vacancy all to one's self nothing so much as a whisper coming from a dull knock on the door a field of agency made available by absence a four hour chunk five out of every seven days consecutive twenty hours the routine the mixing with others and the explanation couple that with tuesday thursday friday write offs the week is quickly filled to the brim energy levels copping a large output on the to be desired activity wishlist accelerated learning or the death drive in a new operand wherefore draw the line a period in which activity x27 began continued ceased next epoch please take a number sit count the passing of the clock another tick in the margins keeps the weekend monday and wednesday to dedicate an equal twenty hours in two days and two evenings three each evening seven each day a throwaway cuff here and there waitpersons finding a bill on their side of the subjectivity where has honesty thrown itself later a receipt falling to the floor wherever was the urge to at least search so sure was the placement of our imagination in the action of memory bringing forth to the current situation each party held in disbelief as to certainty of the others claim in the end how can the representative care more than the presentative actual fatigue manifestation
Leipziger Platz
stop check out a geographical representation a destination in mind an escape from the elements a new beginning begins again circuitous endings arriving at flowing into the centre along southern arterial from feet to heart to head only to lodge somewhere in the gullet looking for reproduction anything with a laser paper negative projector recorder cast away materials gathered up to give that lived in homely feeling winter storage for warmth hibernate on a sidewalk swept into the undergrowth being trimmed out of sight flagrant vagrant beauties are not to be held onto just a passing phase nothing so life changing permanent structures must have their universal functionality instilled from the ground up something to walk on another to walk under a little to lean on whilst unpacking the tools for sandwhich making one sharp knife and the imagination broken into pieces open every storage compartment every cavity is a hiding place every body a vessel every pen a possibility no standing orders a lunch in the sun complete with walking glances of not quite knowing and not quite caring all inbetween sliding scales of judgement but these rays cannot penetrate the newly arrived not yet can one be displaced from an arrival is this the same spot the very same place everything looks out of order a little different where was the bench the watering can the out of reach toilet a ramp off the street onto flat off street portable homecare turn your map inside out play it from ear from here let a breeze catch your hair heading into the centre and when you are there all is still everywhere but here settled stilled not silenced not satisfied crawling on their sides churning for yet another go give them these striding land rovers persistence and present a positive light to character that will not give up the hold of upturned reason given that one accepts the assumptions follow through to the conclusions and damn any unlikeable results teetering amongst the edges setting up shop shanty shelters hail a bus get me down from this hill over the canal over the river into the east now west loud now quiet restrained now entertained the wind leaves nothing unchanged here is erosion building up afresh ever another view another beauty catching eyes nose and mouth hold my hand take me out show me the sights left by others with another idea here is the burial ground here is the birth place carried away to grow guided return to rest a leaf bursts out green and falls to the brown earth waiting with patience beyond those trampling mammals speak easy clams hugging walls riding trams insisting another chance to be green another day in the sun to feel warm again and smile happily i have seen you before i know these lips and heard these words but i feel bare and cool whips across my forehead these fingers have lost sensation i must eat but my sack is empty elsewhere beckons reckons seconds pass a third time a fourth never to sit in the same place rising up on the wave of all coming to a point culmination expectation exasperation here i am
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