Last night I dreamed
I crashed a car into a house
All of my friends were
Totally un sympathetic
There she goes again
Like a bird she will fly
How do we live like this
Answer:
We live every day with
With love
My life is starting over again
Again, and then again
You read the paper upside down
And then you say it deceives you
Churches should be built
Over the course of all time
And never finished
My right hand will never touch
My right elbow
I will never take a picture
Of My camera
My hands are the roots
My legs are the branches
A birds nest in my ass
A mouth full of dirt
I’m not dancing to be clever
I’m not singing to numb the feeling
We are on a grand voyage.
We are on a quest for good cheese
We are looking for the toilet
Six one half dozen the other
Gehubbt wie gedubbt
We are all in this together
It’s love
It’s terrible
Let’s celebrate
The years don’t matter.
The love matters.
Keep it going.
(This poem was originally recited on November 13, at Reng Teng Tang in Freiburg, Germany)
Schwervon! 