Late at night after the last ill tidings on Deutschlandfunk
Were thrown up into the dreariness of every day life

In this room with its small attic window
Gazing into the emptiness of the starry firmament
Amidst a huge collection of weird music
Black and white images of war bulletins
Flickered indifferently on a small TV screen

The psychosis and solitude of this shelter
Slowly disintegrating life into disorder



Filed under Lyrics / Poems

2 responses to “Mansardenzimmer

  1. Smoking cigarettes, listening to all this weird music and watching the flickering black and white TV broadcastings – I will cherish these moments forever

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