Saturday, February 16, 2008

LI

But the sun continues moving when no one watches it
Streaking the sky elsewhere
Wo niemann beobachten
"Politics" said a senile man, "are shit.
You just can't smell it yet."

The high hills have eyes,
but the little ones can't open them yet,
so be wary in the mountains because,
well, they might see you,
and landscape rarely changes.

Wer hat an meine Schuhe tinkeln?
If none of you g.d.m.f.c.s tell me
Wer hat an meine Schuhe tinkeln
I will condamn the s.o.b to textual
hell.
The warmth quickly turned to cold
But the stench remained and I
among these shades of men
nose it

The day fades quickly
and men have asked if the sun will
rise again to start a new day.
very confidentially i ask you: What do you think?
Even if the world were to continue spinning
it would spin with less zeal if it
hears not the final broadcast
of one who truly knows.
(RhoEpsilonSigmaPiEpsilonGammaTau)

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