PO-UHMS

WARNING: these poems may not be understood by sober people. So before you start reading, you know what you have to do!


Note: editorials between [parentheses] are added lator on.




(no title)

[Lucy and James,
track suggestion: Model - Kraftwerk]


Lucy is in the sky
Ashes are on you
Better you die
Pitty the fool

Beer keep[s] on flowing
The train keeps on going
James got a lump
Now you're gonna HUMP!!!










(no title)

[A travel from a spookblog,
track suggestion: my moon my man - feist (boys noize rmx)]


Joined by several
forces to come
just during the stops
able to smoke

the air tainted with
the necessity of the arrival
and with Hope for
partying and make the pit

organes green and beer
able to make the truth
but in the end
this is only just the booth [booze]...










UNEDITED (RAW)


(no title)


In front of me a blanc sheet,
a cigarette would be sweat
we only smoke in the intere train
just because the shit we do is insane!

Here's a story about a good time
and during witch we enjoy a good wine
And our destination is the capital city
because Nijmegen was too shitty

Drinking beer to raise our image
the state of mind is sure to besublimish

What does this has to say about time?
The level we're about to climb
you know...
LIFE JUST FINE

(fine, just fine)




Pjaambeer's editing:


AM in Amsterdam


In front of me a blanc sheet,
a cigarette would be sweet
We only smoke in the inter-train
just because the shit we do is insane!

Here's a story about a good time
and during which we enjoy a good wine.
And since our sins,
our destination is the capital city
and left Nijmegen...
it's completely shitty.

Drinking beer to raise our image
the state of mind is sure to be sublimish
And what does this has to say about time?
The level we are about to climb
you know...
LIFE IS JUST FINE



(fine, just fine)

By morkefunke, TIMMEH & Pjaameer