poems 2 rock your soul by David Hasselhoff

i have seen how i act in sleep
a super-tan endymion
forever eating cheeseburgers
this betrays the empty hours i cut,
as i pitch a tear, one that douses
infernal doubt, in the blue danube
that’s what i thought austria would
be like, at least
it’s so close to germany, where i am huge
but no, here i am alone
at the counter of der burger king
on the gablenzgasse,
trying to establish if this ennui
i’m feeling could be the onset of syphilis
“i’ll have das hot texas whopper
mit super-extra zartschmelzender cheddar cheese,
bitte.
und twelve beers.”
(they serve beers bears biers here!)