Beruflich Dokumente
Kultur Dokumente
The lunatic w atches all sound wi th e yes t hat p araph rase t he Sun
Cir clin g outlying cen tre s
And se veral sleep s and lightnings a wak en
A v as t lul la by in f lesh a nd blood.
In Th e So un dles s Void
In the soun dles s v oid m y o wn sc ream f el l o ver me
That w as one pr oof of t he li mits of the univ er se.. .
There’ s no r eason wh y I f eel sa d t od ay; y our s epa ration fr om me
Ought t o remind me of some thing el se.
As I w as f oll owing m yself in t he gaslight
Walking with him e ven then
This is wh at I remembere d. F or a mo ment e ven tre es s eemed
fright ening
Ho w could one e nd this journe y in to no direction?
Th ere In Her R oo m
I D o N ot W ant Col ou rs