Dienstag, 17. Februar 2009
the billa tv-spot -common sense
billa sagt der hausverstand. I met lots of common sense today. wonderfully surprising happenings. like the fish and the drain. looking it up I got to the camellias. even those shinyleavedflowers used to be involved with themes, becoming a motif in world literature are to the x. the bath is waiting. the cosy-home's waves. pink moon I shall play splashy.
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you may ALWAYS present me with that HAUSVERSTAND. I surely would appreciate it.
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kenn mich dann bestimmt besser aus mit der lebens-sache.x

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the ants are recovering
today's x is on the chaotic side. the skies are into milk. the ants recovering from that lazytonothing-sunday. the tulips in blossom. my arms - flyingheadoverheels.
I AM that glassyclowny girl put on sale at svarowski's whose thoughts are going to monet, modigliani, to antoni tapies. x

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sunday's follow up
the fish was floating the x. down the drain. I was counting the tulips. what brought me to the genes. splish-splash.

ich spülte den zierfisch den abfluss runter und zählte die tulpen. was mich zu den genen brachte. platschx

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lazy sunday morning
oh god, how utterly tired I was calling desperately for itsy- bitsy- spiders' ovations. it was snowing outside, the flakes looking like ants drowned in milk were crawling into my brain closing it up.
the more the fog turned on outside the more I got into thinking.
then I was THERE blessed and gifted, the xgirl.

wie müd ich war. unendlich müd. wartete nur noch auf den applaus der spinne im netz.
draußen schneite es. dicke flocken. wie ameisen in milch getränkt. krochen in mein gehirn. machten es zu.
je dichter der schneenebel draußen wurde desto mehr kam ich ins denken. dann war ich DA. gesegnet und begabt. das xmädchen. the girlx.

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