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 nic