Wednesday, April 24, 2019


and glon is whole again
snakes combine themselves
in the constant momentum
they go
pointing and breathing
hard on the position
there among the tigers
made from moaning deer

you want this ghetto

close the marble block
cry cat
cry a cat
come with us in the jungle?
go back and forth
a stick and a stone
hunting hunting
each punishment is actually
some new crime
quiet and old
'their overweight heads'
is the motto of success

all delicious gold
is preserved in the womb
the most tender ichthyosaur
to show
its lips are rows of roses

(results from the torturing of a segment of poem
by Friedrich Theodor Vischer)

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