Die erste Geige in magenta und blau / The First Violin in Magenta and Blue #DaDa #MagentaMelancholy #VibratingVoid #NeonNihilism #ChromaticChaos Gedicht / Poem The bow is a bone of a forgotten saint, Scraping the velvet of a fuchsia sky, While the strings are nerves pulled tight with paint, In the resonance where the shadows lie. A wooden torso, a cage for the sound, Bleeding turquoise into the deep abyss, Where no symphonic order can be found, Only the electric sting of a Judas kiss. Play the silence until the colors scream, In the jagged rhythm of a waking dream. Der Bogen ist ein Bein vom Heiligenschrein,

Die erste Geige in magenta und blau / The First Violin in Magenta and Blue

#DaDa #MagentaMelancholy #VibratingVoid #NeonNihilism #ChromaticChaos Gedicht / Poem The bow is a bone of a forgotten saint, Scraping the velvet of a fuchsia sky, While the strings are nerves pulled tight with paint, In the…