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.

Schwere Lastочка летает 
В глубине of endless sky. 
靄然, тишина und Quiet, 
Eisen неба мне отдай. 
秘密の新世界。。。

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,