Lebenslinien Teil Y / Lifelines Part Y #DadaLines #ChromaticCurve #Schweinwelten #AbstractAnatomy #LinearLust Gedicht / Poem A river flows in stripes of liquid light, To map the veins of an invisible king, Beneath the skin of a perpetual night, Where silent bells and neon shadows ring. Oh, curving ghost of every breath we take, A velvet rope to which the lost ones cling, Before the morning causes lines to break. Ein Strom fließt hell in Streifen aus Kristall, Er kartet Venen eines Geister-Herrn, Tief unter'm Samt, im ew'gen Schattenfall, Wo Glocken schweigen unterm bunten Stern. O Kurven-Geist, der jeden Atem wiegt,

Lebenslinien Teil Y / Lifelines Part Y

#DadaLines #ChromaticCurve #Schweinwelten #AbstractAnatomy #LinearLust Gedicht / Poem A river flows in stripes of liquid light, To map the veins of an invisible king, Beneath the skin of a perpetual night, Where silent bells and neon shadows ring. Oh, curving…