Aus dem Schweinetagebuch vom 21.02.2026 / From the Porcine Diary of Feb 21st, 2026
#DaDa #PurpleGaze #PiggyProphecies #RedVoid #SchweineWelten Gedicht / Poem A magenta mask upon a bleeding wall, Two golden glints that see the end of time. The snout descends where shadows start to crawl, In search of truffles or a rhythmic rhyme. No ears to hear the butcher's distant call, Only the ink that drips in prose sublime. Is this a face or just a purple fall? A diary entry…
