Here you are in my sheets
Can’t complain, this is where we discover
The truth of our schemes
Will we become a body of one
Or just two bodies
Laying next to each other
I wonder
Did it make us any closer
Like haven’t just discovered you have no siblings and enjoy your coffee black
Does it make sense not to know someone
But allow him to be a visitor of my body

Body, bodies, flesh and blood
Where did we leave the soul behind
It is a great solitude and risk to take
Not a true risk taker, but what is there to lose
Loss of someone that you don’t know
The pain of longing for someone you haven’t met
But here he goes, caressing my body and holding me tight
And asks
“Can I eat you?”

Baby boy, have your plate full
Eat it well, make me wanna see you again
If you can’t do it right, there is nothing to gain
Your toothbrush, i will pretend it to keep still
Like my toothbrush, was pretended to be kept still
What is the waste of toothbrushes and the damage to environment that we cause
Is it really worth it
I think she deserves it, my dear pussy, to be eaten well
There is no other wish at this point, im wasted so at least perform well
Standards so low, sometimes I think
I wish I could do it on my own
Until then, bon appétit
Hope yours is not trop petit

Berlin, 26 July 2026