There are shoes on the grey carpet.
Have we forgotten something in this trip around the solar system?
The ghost of an old man from Iceland was haunting our spaceship.

There’s a star shining far before us. It’s bright and has some kind of
power over us.

God! Could it be...?

No! We have not raced the Universe to find out you were just another
blank in nothingness.

It’s just another dream,
after another scream,
before another brand new day.

***

Salty water in my mouth, covered with the fragrance of your dream.

Lost in the human crowd, I wandered around and waved at you thinking
how
beautiful you were.

Distance, I don’t know what has happened. But I’ll find myself alone
once again.

***

Plug your head between the bed sheets.

ARRRGHH!! No more milk! So what about our hourly cup of tea?

***

The morning arose and I was yours then.
Today, I flute this old melody which seems somehow so far away.
I’ll keep quiet
and then I’ll tell you why...

***

Just because my trousers were wet, you handed me a pair of fresh ones.

What was that kindness due to? Love?

Your dog never barks.
Too quiet,
peaceful, just like you when you are in connection with some guy from
the outer world.

They used to make me jealous.

I wish you were not so natural...

***

Tobacco
and many other poisons in my blood.

My brain is crowded over with these night images from another past.

And some men knew me much before I was born.

Do you remember?

Today, I am flying away and the bitches are back in my head.

Because you were dancing with witches around a bonfire, you realised
you
were one of these men that can see through the mirror.

But our lives are setting apart one from the other.

I’ll always remember you as the woollen boy.

***

I have got so many CD’s in my cabinet... and so many books as well.
Your friend came back late last night and borrowed one of these.
Why does he cough when the night comes?
I don’t know
        but he annoys me.

***

Prince Charming, are you still wondering why my body is not yours? Or
do
you keep on walking around his pipe in that dark corner?

And does he cough if a star collapses in the sky? Waiting for us to
come
back.

***

Forget the space unconsciousness and come back down here before the
dark
skies swallow you and your uncanny platoon.

Watch the cartoon on TV and smoke this fag so slowly that it’ll seem
you
never had one before.

***

When the ship has landed and our engines have gone quiet. Here goes our
passion without any clothes on.
But before it takes over our reason so cold,
I gather you were seeing him again.
I wonder if you’ll see me again now.

***

As I flied across space between you and my grey shadow, I guessed that
no more life is born. But I remain on your side and will always be with
you.
Even though I leave, will you cry and tear me apart.

Our bodies were clashing. Today they’re perfect strangers.

What have we done to ourselves?
What the hell went on?

I slept for a while and landed in your arms. But then it was too late.

Tomorrow should be another day. It might not be...

After that
        what can I say?
You’re so far away
    because I pushed you there.

Taking the best of all we lived together.

I’ll make a machine
to dream dreams
sing songs
kill sadness
and loneliness.

But I’ll never cry for a boy again.

Lost in outer space.

© Walter Ruhlmann

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