it will never end
the gender fight
and not any
different colour
is the right

now, let us be
hermaphrodites
in glowing green

but see
where would we be

if we can´t identify
our brother

how could we go on
to avoid each other

© by elis rotter

there are
so many
different fishes
in the sea

but ther´s none
as wonderful
as u
for me

© by elis rotter

it will never be good
not the right mood
not the right weather
and not become better


(c) by elis rotter

there it’s lying again
on the bottom of fact
that heart

beneath my feet
and jerks

want to pick it up
and place it back

where emptiness
is gaping

but arms are broken

there it’s lying again
perished with love
that hope

thrown out of the train

want to get up
reach the station

and take my seat

but legs are failing

picking up
pulling together
getting in
closing the doors

but soul is burning


© by elis rotter

I tell you str8
ít´s not 2 late
but hard 2 wait
why hesitate ?

© by elis rotter

the heart blood
of dissapointed love
cannot be satisfied
by an consolation plaster

therefore

lick your wound
with trust
in the healing power
of time

and carry the crust
knowing that
the scar
will fade

© by elis rotter