This city represents
something undefined
Maybe just out of reach
A moment feeling like i'm standing on the edge of the world
On the little bridge over the tracks by Warschauerstrasse U Bahn station,
A spectator to a broken bottle apocalypse
Maybe just out of reach
A moment feeling like i'm standing on the edge of the world
On the little bridge over the tracks by Warschauerstrasse U Bahn station,
A spectator to a broken bottle apocalypse
Kicking in round three in the morning most
weekends.
Struggling to understand why mascara is de rigeur for the
young women and ladies of this nation
Perhaps i should do some
interviews.
Musing at Katarina from my hostel room who says only Bavarians know real beer
Today I have woken still weary
Musing at Katarina from my hostel room who says only Bavarians know real beer
Today I have woken still weary
Gratefully not drunken
Last night was tempted to follow the beautiful young European things
Last night was tempted to follow the beautiful young European things
As they headed for the clubs round 2 or 3 in
the morning
Bed seemed more attractive in a different way...
This morning wandered over the Oberbaumbrucke
Across the Spree to arrive at Chert gallery on Skalitzer Strasse near Schlessisches Tor
Standing before images of large scale shooting gallery target practice portraits from the United States hanging in lines from the gallery ceiling.
This is raw and confronting at this time of morning
Bed seemed more attractive in a different way...
This morning wandered over the Oberbaumbrucke
Across the Spree to arrive at Chert gallery on Skalitzer Strasse near Schlessisches Tor
Standing before images of large scale shooting gallery target practice portraits from the United States hanging in lines from the gallery ceiling.
This is raw and confronting at this time of morning
Brutal connotations
Now I miss Berlin
Back on the other side of the world
Reminiscing
The smell of piss in the
corners
Near misses time and time
again
As bicycles fly by
Carelessly stepping over
the nominated pavement lanes to semi catastrophe
Street scavengers pour the
dregs of empty beer bottles out by our feet
As we queue for nightclub
entrances
Cunningly concealed behind
veneers of graffiti smeared concrete walls
And nondescript doors
A few monstrous derelict
powerstations
Industrial audio bunkers
Solid towers of speakers
nestled deep within
Laced with red, blue and
multichromatic beams of light
Little legions of young
techno heads and handfuls of old electro stalwarts
Writhing and bounding to
solid thumping beats
Hovering through frequency
modulation
Pitch and tempo shifts
Fading into a smoky haze
Different corners of this
town host surreal monuments in parks
Odd aesthetic anomalies
Legacies of the east and
west divide
Fragments of broken
history
Yellow shunting U Bahn
trains with odd wallpaper style window decorations
A lively assortment of
mobile musical buskers and panhandlers onboard
Bullet trains, regional
connections, S Bahns, Intercity lines
Crisscrossing the multi
layers of the silvery hi tech Berlin Hauptbahnhof
Polite well behaved canine
passengers sit beside their masters on the high speed ICE trains
Central Berlin
Flat
Highrise steel and glass
veneers
Copious ongoing
constructions in the works
Or seemingly in limbo
A landscape dotted with
crane towers
And walls of scaffolding
Draped in plastic sheets