Tina lives in Berlin

her voice so seldom

on my machine

is here tonight

and I'm on the market

and when I'm on the market

words move faster

wire

clouds move

thin between us

like a skin

like a salty skin

for a seed

a fat circles

a smilling smilling

her voice so intentionally

smilling

and a cloud between us

and these are my intentions

Pushing...



The blonde

is carrying something

is carrying me

and someone I used to be

great plastic someone

blue plastic girl

your cream is

Pushing...

Pushed away your body is



Coffee for the unbelieve

carry on song

lipstick for the

the boyfriend blond

between the holes of seeds

is professionally poised

faces watching her

she's watching the faces

watching her

Pushin