Nico Zahn

"what do you mean we are out of ideas"

Author Archives: Der Deutsche Designer

we are full, the after results of postmodern productions

What did we expect, another object to be produced that had materials exploited, another fantastical shape that makes life even better in our form to full fill our lives. We are a generation that has been brought up by a post-war production boom, a vision that brought the world closer and in the same time [...]

deep deep deeper

time is a lovely note, its the dominator of yours, languishing with your dreams of hope, dasher of quested want, moons are high, waiting for the jilted to come by, and spit its anger, time is a arouse of fears, walking on glass, wanted for everyone, deep you looked into my pity, as I run [...]

memories of images

It feels almost too long, but you are gone now, left memories in your images, warm food, a sudden smile behind mirrors of colors, the time I met you, the sudden touch of your  presence, I feels almost too long, anticipated thoughts when meeting you, shy, gentle, wondering, who you are, Images were your language, [...]

fine

its fine, you lost, you chose, you made your decision, fine, it was wrong, you knew it all along, you disappointed, you hurt, its fine, you knew it all along, your intentions were there, but you decided different, its fine, thinking of the words, you lost, its fine

the living just lived

The living just lived, as they lived in the past, striving for their own fortunes in their minds, they lived as they pleased, without hindering or thought, the easy life was easily got – minds were few, people even less, nobody cared, so the icon could be as cool as can be, there was no [...]

the thought of alcohol

what happens to you, when you are alone, silent glister of peace and the wonder of keeping a journal, knowing what to do when it is happening again, that look onto a face with eyes that pierce you deep, keeping your arm close, what happens to you, when you are together, dreaming of luster with [...]

dosage

calling the nightly dreams, its late, where have it been that soft touch, that warm love kissing my lips over my fears, its those people we meet, again for the reasons unknown, for the people we have loved too deep in our naivety, what have we from our experience to gain then those sitting behind [...]

change coming up …

I am about to change as I realize I am writing more editorial pieces then poetry these days I have to accommodate both styles as well my upcoming portfolio (yeah right!) … just a heads up that things are changing.

days after the last

its reality that sets in when you start to breath, thinking of that last idea behind the curtains of your windows, the snow is falling slowly on the frozen grounds, she slowly takes care of a broken heart, step by step, ignoring the mistakes and failures of her future lover, its all been done before, [...]

at sleeping dawn I wait for you

oh lullaby of my corners, I wait for your steps onto the drunken feet, that smell of forgotten and negligence of my existence, I rather bring you coffee and bake you a cake as you vomit onto my naked feet, laying there without a noise, stabbing you with my fingers – still breathing, I am [...]

for your sleep

sleeping in silence, her breathing on the pillow, a soft spoken key, she is sleeping steps outside the stairs, a whispering from the moon and gathering clouds, criquet sounds in the grass, a car passing, closing doors, her breathing on the pillow, she sleeps with her voice, how my love grows, watching her silently, sleeping [...]

waiting for

you think of the last stroke, the breath of its warm belly on top, you look into the eyes, filled with ecstasy, slowly probing into her head, its a listress world, fastened by the grip of detailed stops, lusted by hold, fallen apart by rules, past pictured of fallen giants, screams of forgotten signs, you [...]

listening …

I see the night sky under my lamp; as I glistened over my ears the songs of birds talking about the next day; dead men’s dreams about humanities, as their laughter shines on cold statues in green parks, thinking of the peace over the sky, beginning to live life at ones, I am here not [...]

mmmm … eating chocolate …

oh chocolate mouth, how delicious you are, kisses all around, what brought me today, nuts and laughs, is it the feeling of happiness, its all so creamy, making me think of your kisses, on your dark skin, a pattern of addiction, over and over again, oh chocolate after taste, sudden after glow, leaving my mind [...]

a time past one; lets hope she is back home and safe

this is it … she said and left; her husband stunned; the moon just dropped behind clouds; the computer screen flickers in his rare white pale eyes; my wife seems not have realized; it was all gone after sitting on the computer all day; I just couldn’t stop looking at the porn; a vain of [...]

death in the sun

washed from the pain of her womb, the clean tract of death her beautiful hands touched by many lovers, hold strong, passionately used, driving in the warm sun, searching only for belonging by one, streaks on the naked, from societies vision, washed free of its existence to our eyes, washed from the smell until it [...]

with a broken romance

we reek, we dream from the smell that stirs our senses, the human that loves madness, to be hurt for its illusion that simmers on the water, a reflection of our happiness, that lurks in the greases of our lust, pondering on our fears that grass of the morning, trust of our sun, we are [...]