I cancelled gravity,
Broke off intimacy,
No more dying of thirst
Beside the fountain.
I sleep a quiet sleep,
Street dogs are guarding me
And don't say goodbye –
I'm gone already.
I'm a refugee, don't talk to me;
I prefer to be anonymous.
Don't relate to me or send your artillery,
Let us get wasted in the black cafe.
I'll take a final flight
With the clay pigeons.
I won't bore you again
With faint resistance.
I know a hiding place
Nobody wants to find,
And that's where I'll sit
And watch the dominoes fall.
Security,
The bait we swallow…
Security,
How wrong we are!