During one slip of the tongue

there is big bang and total entropy

from red giants to white dwarfs

the whole scale

of cosmic dimensions are falling

from my mouth

in the description of a kiss

of the interimlovers



of the interimlovers

in the interim



between microphone and macrocosm

between genesis und sixsixsix

inbetween and on the bttom of the sea

between plankton und philosophy

between semtex and utopia



there they are

the interimlovers



in their communal mouth

lives a hummingbird

with each beat of its wings

too swift for the eye to see

cultures flourish and perish

whole continents vanish

I wade through the filth of mighty

metaphors

meta, meta, meta by metre

with gestures far too wide

for the interimlovers



the interimlovers

are lovers in the

INTERIM



between temporary and tempura

between tightrope and sabre dance

between chaos and with no course at all

between semtex and utopia

there they are



the interimlovers

right there in each others arms



in the course of just one winking beat of an eye

thirstily devour

the last drop of light

they are not there yesterday

and tomorrow not yet

the lovers

the interimlovers

they are not there yesterday

and tomorrow not yet

the interimlovers

they are not there yesterday

and tomorrow not yet

es gibt sie gestern nicht mehr

und morgen noch nicht