Freitag, 7. September 2012

dance and more

Declining alienate all
I stay high up the building block
the mountain throws all loose things with the snow
a white grave for chickens and for me
the nightmare she has collected
I go to the dark deserted lake
have not come to rest
Whispering souls entwined
of time Maien dance and more





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