Nico Liebe - Modern Poetry: The Good Betrayed By The Bad … With The Ugly Lyrics

They stole the waste land from you
by clicking copy, paste and… one, two
they took your work without its sense
click and point and click again
but the floorplan… where is its floorplan?
one, two, three, four and
they missed the architecture of your tense

they pick up dry leaves of grass
and they seem to know it is the mass
that matters for gravity and cocks
don’t open up pandoras box
stop – full stop. who could handle a life?
one, two, three, four, five
forever without any hope or clocks

and they rummage through my jacket like a drill
hunting for the text-marker refill
to highlight some facts and other fictive words
but they should watch for the security alert:
“you have to change the keys on your board
each one into three chords
to hear the music of each and every word”

they fail without knowing and I am with them
by living much too short, too short to understand


important note: some phrases are taken out of kgullholmens brain (thanks)