Frederik Hjalmar Johansen; Hans Lien Br Kstad; Fridtjof Nansen; Hans Lien Braekstad British Library, Historical Print Editions (2011) Pehmeäkantinen kirja
Christine Lienemann-Perrin; Johannes Triebel; Heinrich Balz; Ralph Kunz; Andreas Nehring; Rainer Neu; Wolfgang Neumann Evangelische Verlagsanstalt (2016) Pehmeäkantinen kirja
Christine Lienemann-Perrin; Johannes Triebel; Karl-Friedrich Appl; Heinrich Balz; Dieter Becker; Ralph Kunz; Andr Nehring Evangelische Verlagsanstalt (2017) Pehmeäkantinen kirja
Styx förlag Sivumäärä: 73 sivua Asu: Pehmeäkantinen kirja Painos: 0 Julkaisuvuosi: 2008, 26.01.2008 (lisätietoa) Kieli: Englanti
"[...] their single purpose is to keep us here, alone, chained to the corners of our rooms there will be no other truths than the single ones, no dreams but your own i do, all, to be next to you, there will be no other dreams than yours, the ladies leave you, weeping, let other feelings be mixed, this, stay imprisoned, cornered, as man, sample others, to stay, you are not unique, dreams are chained to what she says you hear no other dreamers, all is quiet at night, you can't hear them die, listen closely, as you fall fast asleep at night, can you hear them cry, can you hear her cry there's no decision to make, you just roll with the punches, at night, citylights never blind the drunken or even the ones that stumble from trashcan to traschcan, the ones called hobos, bums, the one "most likely to succeed" the one with the pressure, the ones that want to be free, the ones she wants to leave coffee, seem to be the same as always, phone doesn't work, searching for the other other one, it's morning, with wind from the pacific coming in, coming in to work too late, wouldn't mind sleeping another day, cause i'd like to be here if she calls, don't mind going to work, i don't do anything at home, watching them all walk by, down by the supermarket, the mother is her daughter, the father is my son, can't find the phone, bust that safe, see the true form the others, the other ones that are competing for the same, the same as you need, open the door, it's not even the ones you missed it's, the ones you will miss, dont even miss her when you should, to busy being bad, like thoughts go, go alone, don't let us follow this is not the way it's supposed to end it's like i'm obsessed with her, can't find my way back, i can't sleep, unless i drink myself into a coma i never intended this, or wanted it to be this way, like everyone else i want to be happy, but without her it doesn't seem worthwhile, but i'll get there, i'll find my way back, find that path, the one meant for me, one day all this will be lost, then this will seem to have been a waste of time"
