Aliens – Scriptorium '77

cockroaches still live on

life is an accident
a singularity
as far as we know
we haven’t met any aliens

the world outside is full of wonder
and little episodes that come and go
all of a sudden
and they went by so fast

here is darkness liquid dreams
nothing there is real, it seems
you touch a velvet form
but eyes see one purple coloured storm

Entlang des dunklen Pfades / Am schwarz glitzernden Fluss
Rot leuchtende Kokons / Wie reife Brutstätten / Von Aliens