(Ein DADA-Starter zum Guten Morgen)

Prelude:
Guten Morgen, Welt aus Krümeln und Farbe.
Ich bin mostly awake,
half pig, half poem,
still blinking in orange and pink.
The light smells of graphite and caffeine.

Chromatic Awakening

Yellow hums like a lazy idea.
Pink stretches—gracefully exhausted.
Black outlines yawn, pretending to be serious.
Ich bin Schwein und Tagesbeginn,
ein Frühstück aus Linien und Zufall.

Oink Philosophy

To rise is to smudge with purpose.
To breathe is to blend.
I am not drawn, I am reheated—
a leftover of yesterday’s sunlight,
served with the sincerity of a half-remembered dream.

DADA Morning Prayer

Coffee: Amen.
Pencil: Maybe.
Pig: Definitely.
Every sigh is a new layer of reality.
Every snout a doorway to optimism.

Final Line (untranslated, because why?)

Oink ist ein Sonnengruß.
Schräg, schmutzig, wunderschön.
And so, the day begins—
in pastel revolution.