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THE BROKEN ALLIANCE - EUROTRASH Poetry reading #RainerGanahl iron dom nuclear fuel split screen

 

here are alterations.... and adorations for the fact that summer is here without fires or larger calamnity and my memory stick is still somehow functioning,,. . from an US perspecting HOT RED FIRE

BUT my luck baster trillogy of pro-creation is stalled

due to ecoomical and ecological reasons.

we fire on a new promise I would love to paraphrase as "tristes tropiques" meaning claude levi-strauss settels in bavaria and retrims his Nietzchean beard.... against the grail of NURNBERG .... leni riefenstahl was more than just a bayreuthe braut

she was in the service of a mehrwacht, that over policed the theritory with noise first, terror second, but the titanic was still something to be remembered. But how is it possible that we all die and augenzeugen

my love .... my love.... is in reach .... of ....

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drawing on the sunday morning table in asian food that is is on top of turkish french food and subverts without a problem the local ... sunday shops are closed but bread and butter and egg and milk isssues are resolved....

who has now the money?

 

those who work or those who act as parasiteds ?

i d say....

sell your ideas for nothing but your soul for alergies that come every summer with a lot of blaming

do you know people who love to blame their next on white sheets...
i cealned already tthe bathroom, the kitchen went shopping and start to pull the shorter but

My battery is recharging. and the egg. the eggshells ... left over but who took the egg out of my eyeballs

magicall surrealism reappraised on an auction house called christies with record prices... after the death of a famous art dealer who went not only viral but started a gallery around the time i was entering the domain of

the usa

I still wonder why extremely blue eyes are not that of my ghost daugher but sometiomes.... I wonder. why i wake up in the morning and my foldling bicycle is wihtout a single bit of air...

but do i need to blame somebody when certain conditoins exists...

i am really a passenger for llife... a journey that started when i survived the most dangerous conditons on a bottle filled

passage... meaning.. tunnels in a beer bottle VORARLBERG brewry.. that actually made me not wanna drink beer

 

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FRISCH UND LECKER - INTEFNAL HELL -
THE cake is cold and the story is in repetiton mode

part one :

go and by some shit that makes your life easiert

feed you inner pig,

wank with the twisted ginger bred

make it "guten appetit" and call it a day

 

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the novel bakery

there once was a ulli gallagher

his name is of no importance,

but his staring would transform cuttlery

a sponn turned into an elevant killing sperm machines

and the cooking pot ended on the pasta head of a cucomber that is multi - corn

and

lilliput

mega small and paintfuls

to eat shit and still not suffer of diaharrea

 

but the actual poetry reading can be seen on your tube.

hence

we better wait forever and go with what s left over

 

BLEISTIFT IM COCK SUCKER

OUTFIT BRIGHT AND MULTI COLOR BUT NOT EXCLUSIVELY PINK

 

WHY DID HE NOT APPEAR IN THE court room today ?

 

guten appetit.

patato head

 

==== TIME IS OVEN AND OVER THE COCKBEAT OF A WAR ZONE

DONT fall into the ocean

but the answer is in the pizza rolling tool box

they are divorced, estranged, angry, and pittyful in once

she is steming like a bull dog in the halls over truth

the germanistic pavillion

the frankfurt flughafen cafeteria

and me... the au di li maniac of learning

shits with diarrhea diapers on the floor in neukeoln

arsch kriechen

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seconds to success

arsch bomben in den eingeweiden der ausgefransten unangenehmen positioin des MC

no celebs please,

no philosophy pleaser, blase mir zwei mal einen ueber den hintern

ich bin 38 ... 38 and now i want my first kids

jawohl... I come and ask for my 23rd one person show as a lack affe

hollaraidu yo

no bock to guck guck see me see me fritzgerald .. the holz jodel meister

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warum muenschen

?

warum frankfurt

warum moskau

warum ist die banane krumm aber die eier sind nicht sterililsiert aber die eingeweiden sind noch im leib

ueberleben nennt sich das

aber wie sicher ist es wirklich in europa..

 

nachdem nun alles militaerische aus den usa verschwindet oder nur eingemottet wird.

ich bin uebergewichtler

ich liebe es .... gaemsen in den arsch zu gucken und mich zu fragen, wie lange wird es brauchen, bis ich mal ne pause machen darf. ?

wann wird die naechste hure unters messer kommen

GUTEN APPETIT

die letzten gedichte endeten auf youtube

 

klick the link

open debarte :

 

--- 8, 7, 5, 3 2 ling ling ling

i am a zero man and no style but years keep flying by and the oracle says

 

its you

-- correct it was me

will me and you be miniatures figures in the universal catalog of tunichts-gute oder will das gute and die pommes... wollen die wirlich von der tatsache abweichen, dass man porzelan koepfe... nicht mit dem richtigen goldrandigen wanzen abhoerteraet vergleichen kann

 

ich sehe eine fabrizierte wand

the all is called..... I do not wanna go out and get layed ....

I m rather in the mood of love but did i grow up with silence or with stories from around the globe.

 

the georgraphy lets me down

africa is still a planet where my kids are not yet free to travel but who knows.

I have no clue and my name is not endig with a relgious ending that outs me as who I do not wanna really be but I am still a marxists.

and my ears are still those of spoken langauge and firlifanz im goldenen adler.

we skip the ski outfit and go back to St. Arlberg

 

I count down the fast racer and wonder. how many more pirouettes i have to make till my friends thank me for bringing them to peaceful co-existence of what ever is duchempian.

=== hashtags are not sexy... but A PEACH in the yes eyes of a no sayer...

too complicated this equation of intervernal lust

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special signs

librio

GUTEN APPETIT

 

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the grown up women pleasure.

my name is anal wiht

 

 

=== next step

is

 

give me a chance to proof i m still no man

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H H q

lulu be

----- the password requried us to autenticate

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THE BROKEN ALLIANCE - EUROTRASH BURRIAL ....

BUT check the eggs, the form of your dick, the penis transformer and the instrument to Exit malehoood in one downhill race

imagine you are a down hill racer and end up dead.. that happened actually

but I SURVIVED THE PIROUETTS IN THE AIR.

my dick was challenged on varioius occasions but each time... i made it save out of the clinique

but

fear... yes. next id number is

PPL have no clue how to spell my name.

 

euroshop scrotum

eurotrash rectum

wanking in the pitholes of her arms and no wild flowers are sader than me

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time is of the banana fader

we manage it all without much grace

the glass of water

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the main stay main frame dian nao machines - BURNED DISK PERFORMANCE -- I M NOT A BABBY .... YOU R SO SEXY... BUT THAT IS WHAT I HAVE ON MY MIND... IYO - IYO - IYO IYO.... AND MY PRODUCER IS NOT

STRONG ARM

OR CHARLY CHAPLINEQUE. BUT BURLESQUE.... A BIT ... from the bushes.... the bundles the ... la la la la la

roeslein auf der heiden.....

she wants me to sing that booty slapper...

and lean over to rubber stamp me with her whatever you wanna call it ... but yes..

I CHECKED THOSE WHO ATTEND AND DO NOT GIVE A SHIT...

bc they admit .. they d perform not only for trump and putin but also for iranian revolutionary guards..

reall rappers...

 

consider me not a performing eintagsfliege but an infastation of nusty fasticious viennese auction house under performing procelan dick sucker kiddo.. who loves to mix the pool... hot dark reflecting waters...

weih wasser ... holy water on the post sperm clittoris to really make the fold shine in whine and wimsical dryness

of the day...

the day today strated rather miserable and now I have the

responsibilty to react

 

complaining is an art.. but know how to do it on a sunday afternooon

 

again

my poem has not yet started

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biz goes first...

O no c'est M 'mom

why is she so sporadic and eternity has but only a chinese name for me for

si le... for gone.. for posteriority -- vaccationing in cash and swimminnnn on debt

kitchen building as a way to write your calamnities down hill the river

but ... mama --- can i write the gent s biography... ? a la down the river ill to the right to the lake constnace and in the cold cold nakedness we handle our first love with reservations.... but we know where to touch and what to do.. till grand ma shits in the pie but on the other side....

on the other side

le grand livere de lethnoglogie contemporaine.

my jkeans are so lose... baggy style... lean over and soit hereux.. and steal a book from baumarkt or bauhaus or the shelves that now all land in the streets of berlin bccause the intelligentia of the post war generation is goine to hell.. baby bommers.. are useless losers and the trip to the fiasco of the dry shores is painfully non acceptable.. but whatever person pumbs his brain full with jazz.... arms are weak .. strong is the gummi bear and pazzoka s are US american things i hated from the get go...

still no insurance otehr than my brain

 

 

here the hand book of

"can you go away "