Berlin und so weiter

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 

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 

Gratefully not drunken
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

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