Carsten Thomsen


Biography of Carsten Thomsen

Carsten Thomsen poet

..when simple words do not suffice - Im a ray of sunshine, a black cloud, Buddha and the 5th horseman, a brother, a son, a friend, a foe, a bum, a teacher (but still a student) , a smoker, virtual, bored, a unique speciment inhabiting a diverse world doing my thing as best as I can, a lover of sunsets fireflies and hermit crabs.In short: flesh - flaws - brains - balls ME.

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The 6th Floor

On the 6th floor.
Skyline torn
by thunderstorm.
Below me only air
and asphalt.
Standing at my window,
one step from murder
early morning.
Yawning.

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