ecce ideenjäger.

the night is blue.
night: night.
ideas are overflowing my aching mind.
will I survive?
will this nightmare end some day?
or shall I <thorn> through all this pain for evermore:
evermore ...
ideas fly,
the crawling night:

blue always for ever ever.
notice me?
hunting soon.
will follow.
will come to city in dark.
fall rain?
I guess.

how should not?
I decide, I do:
I will be a hunter, not a hunted.
shall com all ideas.
me is prepared,
me is a hunter,
an ideahunter!