Noir mood

Noir mood.
Freakin' noir mood.
Heavy heaven, downing dawn.
The only thing that saves me from jumping off the roof is this knowledge. This freakin' knowledge about young stars popping up in the sky above these clouds.
Starry sky.
Freakin' beautiful starry sky.

Was ist the truth, которой нет?
Wo ist die Authentizität,
Aside from Deiner eignen Kraft,
Die Welt zu sehn, like you it loved.
Your power liegt in Deinem mind,
Сомненье ist Dein einzig Feind.
So lege los und lebe los,
Ahead! Your Macht ist samplelos.

Nocturnable

To sleep? To sleep... The night is nigh,
The dawn is time for truthful lie.
Belie yourself to disappear
In tardy dreams without fear.

time to go

It's time for me to go away
With the muggy and chock-full subway.
Full of people who overplay
Their pathetic and flippant day.
But you know, there are some exceptions,
Some different life conceptions.
And this makes me believe in Utopia,
Life is just a nocturnal myopia
Without them.

Apres moi le deluge. 
Lachen lachen.
                        Царство луж. 
Himmel under your feet. 
На сереющий быт 
Наступи ты ногой. 
そんな面白い
生き方が多い。
Be yourself. 

                        Будь собой!

What if my полоумный Geist
Вдруг lässt меня im Stich?
頭がクルっています,
And I уже не ich.
И где-то там das Leben goes
Its gar langweilig ways.
Но строг безумия спецназ,
And I have stets to race...

What is the difference between 
光、light и Licht? 
The sky isn't clear, but pretty clean, 
I'm waiting, schlafe nicht: 
重い雲の思い 
над головой моей, 
и солнце обросло травою, 
und eilt von mir away.

Händedruck  
Тяжесть рук  
Time is just a freaky spook.  
僕の背中に  
trage Tage, days и дни.  
Спотыкаюсь я о пни  
Of my daily harmony.

Yellow Blätter blättern ab,
Bäume двигаются в такт:
Up and down and down and up,
Gretchenfrage = Teufelspakt.
ドイツ、秋、here and now.
Zeitをコンビニで買う.

drives

The man is oft unable to reduce
Animalistic urges, gloomy drives.
And every day he is about to loose
His evil egos' evercutting knives.

He was constructed from atomic waste,
Dark matter is his smell
and black hole is his taste.

Omegle: a poem, a literary meta-discussion and Sapir-Whorf theory.

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Official messages from Omegle will not be sent with the label 'Stranger:'. Strangers claiming to represent Omegle are lying.

You: Who art thou?
Stranger: Amy thou?
You: Lancelot

Stranger: and who is thee?
Stranger: oh, how lovely.
Stranger: Haha.
You: Have you seen Arthus?
Stranger: Nope. Have you seen A clockwork orange?
You: Yes, wonderful music, hehe
Stranger: Really?
You: Beside of the depicted violence
Stranger: This is such a deviation from omegle's usual slutty ways.
Stranger: Somebody who knows art.
You: the world is a pure coincidence isnt it? :-)
Stranger: I suppose.
You: I even wrote a poem about omegle btw
Stranger: Ooohh. Can I see? >.<
You: I have to type it, just a moment
Stranger: Sure.

You: This chatroom is completely anonym,
And "Strangers" are your only vis-a-vis.
Communication is just interim
Здесь нет ни ненависти, ни любви,
Es gibt nur ein beständig Ritual:
When you log in, you will be always asked:
ASL - question mark. So it's you now,
Who construct your identity. You're masked.
ASL - age, sex and location.
"Important" and so fitful information.

Stranger: Haha -- very good.
Stranger: Although I kinda hate it when ppl ask asl, so they can come over and rape me.
You: yes, indeed, and you know,

Бowリング. Video version

In English, Japanese, Russian and German

Original text.

Бowリング.

the life is like
the bowling lane:
whether you strike
or spare or fail -
you just enjoy
the rolling pain -
and nothing more
beneath your nail

僕のレーンは
運命である。
僕はプレーヤー、
人生は丸
いボール。
でも、
そう言えば、
スペアか？ストライクか？
ボールが止まらないように
生きて行く。

Снял я голову свою,
Руку распрямил,
И что было сил,
В кегли за-пу-стил.
Но глаза закрыл:
Мне ведь все равно,
Страйк был или спэа.
Мне ведь все равно.
Мне ведь все равно.
Мне ведь уже все до лампочки.

Ich habe früher nie getroffen
Die weissen Dinge in der Ferne,
Ich musste stets vom Herzen hoffen,
Dass ich es irgendwann noch lerne.
Doch eines Tages Offenbarung
War niederschmetternd wie ein Blitz,
Und meine sämtliche Behaarung
Bewegte sich mit Aberwitz:

"Es ist egal, ob Du getroffen,
ob Du verfehlt. Sei doch nicht feig'.
Und spiele ziellos, einfach, offen!"

Seitdem ich werfe nur mit Strike.

Wえй

walking walking
empty streets
talking
'bout senseless deeds
feeling patches
under feet
is
what everbody need

Wenn dein Weg ist ungeklärt,
Schreite weiter ohne Angst,
Weil den Sinn, den du erfragst,
Niemand außer Dich erfährt.
Du bist deines Buches Held,
Du bist Autor dieser Welt.

君の形を
君が造っている
君の世界を
君が作っている
君は自分の著者
書いて
生きて
心配なし

мир есть книга,
автор - ты,
избегая
пустоты
напиши свою судьбу,
светит пусть звездой во лбу,
освещая путь вперед,
между терний и забот
и увидишь: ясен путь,
хочешь быть - смелее будь!

Rあин

train in japan
running through rain
drops on the glas
like diamonds
heavens and stones

いつから、いつまで、
僕らの
変な人生
生活と
言うもの
僕はだれ
だれかな。。。

ветром снесло
и унесло
имя мое
вдаль как перо
сердце молчит
небо стучит
мой дикий вид
кто я такой?

identität
bleibt unerkannt
ich bin mit mir
selbst unverwandt
ich bin dabei,
mich zu vergessen
spiegelung bleibt
unangemessen

G-Man. Video version

Here is a little video I did for my poem "G-Man".



Original text here.
German translation and some more descriptions here.

Oh, yourisdiction!..

Just before you started
To read my poorly written text,
My muse immigrated
To one progressive country in the West.

My inspiration has expired
Like visa H-1B.
I am exhausted, I am tired.

And night is crooning lullaby.
______________________________
Firstly published in Very Bad Poetry.

The greatest cyberpoem (English version)

The greatest cyberpoem would be an online application that provided you with an interesting text and a robust interface with which to manipulate it. In other words, a word processor.

Roger Pellett

The greatest wisestdarkestmost authenticnot so niceabnormalkontrabalux cyberpoem stereotypeimageprotocolsimulacrumIIxII=ʌıkontrabalux would be an online applicationan ideea phantasya street lampan attributionan initiationkontrabalux that provided you medear readerherthat weird guy over theremy consciencekontrabalux with an interestingdumbdamnpostmodernmodernmurderkontrabalux text and a robustsmalluncomfortablegrandiousfinalambiguouskontrabalux interfaceinterpolinterimentrecôteentrepotabysskontrabalux with which to manipulate articulatetriangulatestrangulateinitiategravitateactkontrabalux it. In other words, a word processora sound producera famous professora silent ProcrustesMarcel ProustMadeleinekontrabalux.

P.S. The reader is free to choice.But this freedom is just alleged,predetermined by the cyberpoet.The reader doesn't know,that he is being manipulated.He is pleased about this "freedom".kontrabalux

Textametr: Se(hakspeare+on²t) 56

Shakespeare: Sonnet 56

:/input

Sweet love, renew thy force; be it not said
Thy edge should blunter be than appetite,
Which but to-day by feeding is allay'd,
To-morrow sharpened in his former might:
So, love, be thou, although to-day thou fill
Thy hungry eyes, even till they wink with fulness,
To-morrow see again, and do not kill
The spirit of love, with a perpetual dulness.
Let this sad interim like the ocean be
Which parts the shore, where two contracted new
Come daily to the banks, that when they see
Return of love, more blest may be the view;

Or call it winter, which being full of care,
Makes summer's welcome, thrice more wished, more rare.

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(Sweet love)+(renew thy force)+(be it not said)
(Thy edge should blunter be than appetite),
(Which but to-day by feeding is allay'd),
(To-morrow sharpened in his former might):
(So)+(love)+(be thou)+(although to-day thou fill)
(Thy hungry eyes)+(even till they wink with fulness),
(To-morrow see again)+(and do not kill)
(The spirit of love)+(with a perpetual dulness).
(Let this sad interim like the ocean be)
(Which parts the shore)+(where two contracted new)
(Come daily to the banks)+(that when they see)
(Return of love)+(more blest may be the view)

(Or call it winter)+(which being full of care),
(Makes summer's welcome)+(thrice more wished)+(more rare).
***
e(Swet+lov)+(thy+e(nw+forc))+(be+said+t(i+no))
(e(dge+apptite+b)+t(bluner+han+hy)+should),
(b(ut+y)+ i(i+Whch)+ day(to-all')+feeding),
(morr(To-ow+fe)+h(migt+sarpened)+i(hs+n)):
o(S+lve+thu)+(be)+(to(alhugh-day+hu)+fill)
(y(Th+hungr+ees))+(en(ve+fulss)+t(ill+hey)+wi(nk+th)),
(To-morrow see again)+(and+o(d+nt)+kill)
(t(he+spiri)+o(f+lve)+(with a elu(prpeta+dnss)).
(t(Le+his+he)+sad+e(intrim+lik+ocan+b)
(h(Wich+te)+sr(pat+hoe))+(w(to+ne)+er(contactd+whe))
(o(Cme+t)+the+a(bnks+dily))+(h(tat+wen+tey)+see))
(Return+o(o+lve))+(m(ore+ay)+e(blst+b+th+viw))

(Or+call+it(0+wner))+(which+being+f(+ull+o)+care),
(me(aks+sumr's+welco)+(more+ihe(wsd+trc)+re(mo+ra).

***
:/output

e(Swet+lov)+(thy+e(nw+forc))+(be+said+t(i+no))
(e²(dg+ap²t²i+b/e)+t(h(an+y))+ul(shod+bner),
(b(ut+y)+ i(i+Whch)+ d(ay(to-all')+fe²ing)),
(mor²(o(T-w)+fe)+h(migt+sarpened)+i(hs+n)):
o(S+lve+thu)+(be)+(to(hu+a(lhugh-dy))+fill)
(y(e²s+h(T+ungr)))+(en(ve+fuls²)+t(il²+hey)+wi(nk+th)),
(To-mor²ow se² a²gin)+(and+o(d+nt)+kil²)
(t(he+spiri)+o(f+lve)+(with+a+elu(p²reta+dns²)).
(t(Le+h(is+e))+sad+e(ocan+b+i(ntrim+lk))
(h(Wich+te)+sr(pat+hoe))+(w(to+ne)+er(c²ont²ad+whe))
(o(Cme+t)+the+a(bnks+dily))+(h(t²a+e(wn+ty))+se²))
(R²etun+o(o+lve))+(m(ore+ay)+e(th+viw+b(lst+1))

(Or+call+it(1+wner))+(i(wh²c+beng)+f(ull+o)+care),
(me(welco+s(ak+sumr'))+e(mor+ih(wsd+trc)+r(mo+ra).

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system shut down

What a crap

What a crap,
Чей-то храп
Hört man oben an und ab.
Intensiv und very sharp
As it were Devils Harp,
Doch выходит, это я.

A B C
in my eyes
A B C
на лице

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