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#DaDa #CrimeFictionChaos #GeometricBoredom #LabyrinthineLogic #StaticSuspense Gedicht / Poem The detective is a ghost of jagged lines, Lost in a maze of neon-colored clues, Where every step the culprit’s plot entwines, In strokes of indigo and toxic blues. Oh, boring script of staged and plastic fear, Weave me a shroud of squares and empty space, Until the motive is no longer clear, And static rot consumes the victim’s face. The plot is thin, the ink is… read more – weiterlesen Das während des schlechten Krimis gewobene Muster / The Pattern Woven During a Bad Crime Thriller

#DaDa #GlitchGospel #ChromaticCatastrophe #PixelPurgatory #NeonNihilism Gedicht / Poem The scanner is a throat that cannot swallow, Digestion failed in emerald and rose, A jagged ghost where logic used to follow, And static hums beneath the machine’s nose. Oh, binary priest of the fractured light, Why do you spit the rainbow back in shards? To blind the morning and to mock the night, With glowing ink and digital disregards. The pulse of neon rots within the… read more – weiterlesen Neon-Farben schlecht eingescannt / Neon Colors Badly Scanned

#DaDa #GeometricLabyrinth #ChromaticChaos #StainedGlassFever #PatternParalysis Gedicht / Poem The circle groans beneath a leaden weight, Where magenta spheres are sliced in two, A simpleton’s map of a crooked fate, Drenched in a broth of toxic hue. Oh, static wheel that refuses to turn, Within the cage of a jagged black line, The colors of madness begin to burn, Turning the water to turpentine wine. No center remains in this fractured grace, Just the hollow stare… read more – weiterlesen Das einfältige Muster aus dem Musterbuch / The Simpleton’s Pattern from the Pattern Book

#DaDa #PinkPanic #PorcineAnarchy #ExpressionistOink #InkSlaughter Gedicht / Poem The brush is a butcher of emerald light, Slicing the pink from the bone of the day, A snout emerges to challenge the sight, In a grunt that turns all the logic to grey. Oh, messy icon of wallowing grace, Your bristles are shadows, your spirit is ink, You wear the confusion of space on your face, And force the cathedral of reason to sink. The mud… read more – weiterlesen Eine kleine Sauerei zum 11.02.2026 / A Little Piggy Mess on Feb 11, 2026

#DaDa #LinearLimbo #StrataOfExistence #VibrantVoid #AbstractAnarchy Gedicht / Poem The horizon is a stack of colored lies, Where gold-leaf veins dissect the azure deep, A parallel parade for weary eyes, While vertical ambitions fall asleep. Oh, silver thread that binds the neon dust, Why do you curve when logic bids you stay? In every stripe, a layer of our rust, Is polished by the tides of yesterday. The rhythm of the lines is silent sound, Where… read more – weiterlesen Lebenslinien vom 11.02.26 / Lifelines of Feb 11, 26

#DaDa #CyanideSwine #PigDiary #ExpressionistPork #AzureAnarchy Poem A heavy beast in teal and indigo, Emerges from the orange furnace heat, With hollow eyes that watch the garden grow, And trotters carved from frozen, azure meat. Oh, sacred sow of page sixty’s dark ink, Why do you stare at boredom’s dusty floor? You lead the restless thinkers to the brink, And grunt behind the mind’s unopened door. The spiral of your skin is painted strife, A sapphire… read more – weiterlesen Die blaue Sau grüßt von Seite 60 des Schweinetagebuchs / The Blue Sow Greets from Page 60 of the Pig Diary

#DaDa #StainedGlassChaos #LinearLabyrinth #ChromaticCollision #FragmentedLogic Gedicht / Poem The ruler snapped beneath the weight of light, Where purple shards collide with orange sky, A structured ghost within the neon night, To catch the truth and tell a clever lie. Behold the grid that strangles every sphere, The intersections where the shadows bleed, There is no center and there is no fear, Just colored ink to sow the cosmic seed. The lines are bars that set… read more – weiterlesen Die (Un)Ordnung der Dinge / The (Dis)Order of Things

#DaDa #StainedGlassFace #PlatformPanic #GeometricGaze #ExpressionistExile Gedicht / Poem The station clock has lost its gears, To watch a face built out of shards, It weeps in triangles and fears, And plays with stained-glass deck of cards. Oh, passenger with leaded eyes, Why wait for trains that never crawl? Your nose is orange, truth is lies, Behind the soot of station wall. A thousand colors form a stare, That finds no exit anywhere. Die Bahnhofsuhr hat… read more – weiterlesen Das Geheimnis der kleinen Bühne auf Gleis 2 / The Secret of the Little Stage on Platform 2

#DaDa #GeometricDelirium #ChromaticChaos #StainedGlassAnarchy #PatternPanic Gedicht / Poem The grid bleeds in neon ecstasy, A fortress built of hollow squares, Where lime-green ghosts of geometry Dance upon the velvet stairs. Oh, rigid box of liquid light, Contain the void that screams in pink, Until the morning kills the night And forces all the gods to blink. The pixels rot in structured grace, A labyrinth of no escape. Das Gitter blutet in Neonpracht, Ein Kerker aus… read more – weiterlesen Das absurde Muster vom 10.02.26 / The Absurd Pattern of Feb 10, 26

#DaDa #PorcineProphecy #PinkParadox #SnoutSurrealism #OinkArt Gedicht / Poem A profile carved from strawberry ink, Upon the edge of a turquoise brink. With ears like sails in a neon gale, To tell a snouty, twisted tale. The jaw is sharp, the eye a dot, In this frantic, abstract plot. He gazes where the grass is blue, And snorts a dream of something new. A rhapsody in ham and light, Against the green of cosmic night. Ein… read more – weiterlesen Ein weiterer Eintrag ins Schweinetagebuch / Another entry in the swine’s diary