A Horse With No Name

Airport. Baggage counter-claim. Weight removal. Lane long as a Nigerian penis. Desk ain’t even manned yet. A woman carries a horse head. A head on a stick. A horse with no name. A stallion without legs. I got it – faster transport at the destination. Less cumbersome than a bike. Cheaper than taxi. Horseriders have…

Waiters gonna wait

He called.

I see what I see

Lily, Are you kept up a hostage? Are you kept in prison? Are you holding on to your ivory tower, looking out of your window? Each day wondering, What keeps you up in there. . Who’d come and spare Satanding there in dusk, standing against the world, hold against your will. . No beam approahing…

True Story, Bro

Poor bastards

A Wind of Change

When you nuke a heart the fallout blackens the sun.

Wizard, oil on canvas, 30×30 cm

Copyright by owner

Hon, I fear, One day you will look back to your past, And you will ask yourself: where did it all go? . I fear, It went to a void. Disappeared into everyday stress, Into meetings, long hours in the office, cold un-drunk coffee in a cup, a resumé worth a job, A vague feeling…

Sunrise at Bönthö

Bönthö, the magical land of everlasting summer and its famous sunrise visible only in the middle of a lake.

Little something.

On a Thin Ice

The night was long. Too long and it would have been even longer, if I didn’t live at the reach. The night was cut when I got to take the last train. I remember it was no ordinary night. Right at the door of the last bar I felt an unusual chill run through my…