ich bin keiner
while the night invokes the spirit of ethanol
and y'all discretely
rub my name out of the trees
ich bin keiner
as waterfalls and cheeks
transform my madness
into tourist attractions
ich bin keiner
and I try to draw
smiles in the air with my finger
till my blowing loneliness bursts
and so
maybe
I will ever believe
ich bin einer
© Frantz Ferentz, 2012
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