death wanders about
I
Oh if I did not have my Love
I was not, I was not
1
Oh how wild we were in those days
Oh how young we were
I got the future that was dealt me
drawn on rice paper
and sealed with a fool's cap
Yes it was during carnival
that I had my downfall
The sound fell away
nevertheless, as far as the eye could see
people were exuberantly happening – sun suffused
gravity turned into lightity
the lightity made me dizzy
My downfall was deeper than the height I was sitting
however, my landing on the bottom was soft
softer than on a trampoline
although the earth was solid
A big muscular man took me on his shoulders
and as if I was floating over all those people
he transported me
to a stool in an empty bar
The bartender smiles at me, without making preparations
to give me a drink
I let my gaze fall on the collection of plush flamingo`s
point at a small purple one
He snaps his fingers, and this small purple one
comes flying to me
Now I smile at him
And to the flamingo I say ''hi''
But it appears that
also from my mouth the sound has fallen away
2
Death wanders about
The foundation is caught
for a joke of wintry fabrication
The entertainment touches simulators
and other charlatans
while under more naked circumstances
it supposedly could
give a dance a shine
that makes summer insects
tremble, shake and shiver
3
Death wanders about
Pear stew per pound
for small change and a ring
The adornment a stuffed bee
set in boned bone
more or less petrified
Neat the smell
of the skeleton washed by time
The clubfoot pleasantly concealed
with hard-won patience
4
Death wanders about
The dogs have been sent ahead
As a gang of all kinds
they go to meet the phantom
They deliver a stunning picture
so different each of them
in speed, however, one
5
In a bed of little prayers
slender pillars, slender pillars
she is tossing and turning
she sleeps deep
Death wanders about
Like any death
a healthy death
that can manage very well
without a bleak blond bystander
6
As a gang of one kind
the dogs have hit the phantom
With one colossal movement
they have turned it on its side
and as with one tongue
they lick a film of slime
that makes the invisible
get form – static
get color – dynamic
7
And bury in the hill of the mole mounds
I will – and spit
pus – green, yellow and blue
thick treacly sap
and an avalanche will with eardeafening uproar
and drift away and seed away
II
Lay me in the bed my Darling, that
gives under my lightest weight
in which I, robbed of mildness,
fresh, still, naked
tremble – when touched
by the aroma of your mystery
1
What we lost; I found it
it was lying under the tiny easy chair with the fringes
shivering slightly supercooled
and blinking against the harsh morning light
2
Death wanders about
On the heath the does
unfamiliar with the reins of the sled
An image of four decomposes into four images of one
the smell of the gunpowder reaches far into the surrounding
Death wanders about
On the heath the piglet in sheep's clothing
nose in the wind
running with the speed of freedom
rather taking chances on the missing shot of the hunter
than at the sure knife of the butcher
Death wanders about
On the heath such happiness
The clubfoot stretches itself
she can jump, run and dance
3
Death wanders about
The toddler scratches herself
the scales from her eyes
the wax from her ears
So alone is she, so alone
with all those children around her
So alone is she, so alone
with her petrified tears
4
Death wanders about
The baby awakens
Bend under the apple tree
she sees worms, she hears gossip
Bend under the apple tree
she wets her pants
Gossip did its job
Strongly exaggerated it did not drift over
but stuck behind anxious fright
5
The old horse can still make more speed than the young thing
No place for me in the saddle
In fact, not anywhere within the range of the swishing tail
The bulging eyes look at me, friendly
The nostrils dilate to sucking tunnels
The earcups pointed and motionless, despite the flybrocade
I feel no rhythm, no muscles, no movement
I feel air currents traveling with the speed of ten winds
The unbeaten track makes an angle, then declines rather steeply
Trees on both sides; fir opposite fir, linden opposite linden
elm opposite elm, birch opposite birch, and so on
Between the cypresses I halt to quench my thirst
Creepy here, alone without animal
The high wall is at least six times my height
the masonry immaculate, the seams reasonless straight
May the dark not overtake me, like yesterday
May the ground remain free of pools
May the pebbles each be of equal size and be equally distributed
May the gate for which I halt be the right one
May my voice swim itself loose, meeting the fish
greeting without a worry
''hello sweet friend, now that I have a life you can be in it''
6
Death wanders about
The fetus awakens
In the womb she feels
the storm, with a force
turning and sucking so that
out of her little skull
the brains are being sucked
empty – except for a stringlike remainder
that leaves intact
the ability to move
7
Death wanders about
On the heath bustle without beer
Abundant cutting of switches
If only the cradle weaver was paid
to still have this technique in her fingers!
III
Take me by the arm my Darling, with passive warmth
Sunny the sun, lightly in the clothes, and let`s drive
The destination is determined – but in the mists
Let us strike up a song – to this future without wrinkles
Let the orchestra uncase – now
and play now, dance now
until the blisters have sung themselves to callusus
Fresh winds approaching from afar – but first they make a turn
before they decorate the tombstones with the strenght of a hurricane
Fragile the antennae of the slime-snail – nervous timidity
On I go without having my voice make a sound
The breath caresses my belly and not my vocal cords
From the twilight between my eyes schedules set loose
In which there is room for you and you and you. Take a seat
the drink is in the cooler, already less fragile the antennae, firmer also the shell
Help was on its way, wasn`t that the message?
Oh all those faces that resemble one another – from afar and from up close
enrich me, enrich me
Crawl-animals always crawl, swim-animals alway swim, lie-animals always lie
and ride-animals always ride, without looking to the left or to the right
without giving in to any danger
When sunniest the sun, their clipped tails throw cleansing shadows
With their eyes of steel, these are the animals beating with my heart
This is how it started and this is how it will end
So take me by the arm, my Darling, with passive warmth
1
Paradise piglets
with on their withers little marks
whole as unexcavated fossils
dig themselves in in flowerbeds;
mirror images of an earthly origin
existing by virtue of a heavenly light
The message they bring is intended
for the brown chicken with the orange beak
the sister of the one who comes here every morning
to shake things up
I wish that chicken would stay away
we don`t want her on our ground
and this applies equally to that sister of her
who was nice company once
but has turned intolerable
since she knows herself to be in the interest
of the marked piglets
So beat it, you star chicken, go have a drink
from the little pond in the flowerbed where
your friends from paradise dig themselves in
Leave us finally alone
We can manage very well without you
we definitely will not miss you
2
Death wanders about
The manic sweethearts dance their last manic dance
in the shadow of the fountain of triumph
better known as the hosedude
although the water runs back into the basin
with five graceful arcs
from the pupils of a five-eyed woman
In less than a minute, all surrounding benches and their railings
have been taken into possession by possessed spectators
who rhythmically clap their hands
until the blisters have sung themselves to calluses
3
Death wanders about
Pink-white the sky
Gay the little feathers flutter
Pollewoop plucks the tail
with deft fingers
in a flow, in a flow
Broaden up to size Pollewoop
loosen up the ribbons
untie the ribbons loose
Death wanders about
Silver scaly the sky
forged with brass welds
in which here and there
the blaze still glows
Let yourself fall Pollewoop
in this light, in this light
Turn yourself pretty, turn yourself prettier
The shutter speed is five hunderdth
what is less
than the bullet needs
or the most fatal poison
4
In the adjacent building falafel bakers held a conference
The uproar was just beginning and it still did not show itself
as the explosion of violence in which it would eventually culminate
''Yezz yozz yizz, you do it like thizz''
was the yell that increasingly grim stirred things up
until only just yizz and thizz were heard
but overwhelmingly so, from all corners of the house
and from throats of all sizes and all timbres
I was wearing my lemonfish mask, and so
I felt no embarrassment at all to make my request
But I really was not prepared
for the enthousiasm with which it was received
''Last week it looked like it would be a canary
this week it turns out to be a lemonfish
but welcome, equally welcome
Had it been a down dove, an albino
also, equally welcome''
were the words of reception
that by the other members of the company
were cheered with a loud ''hurray!''
5
Death wanders about
Aye where to look
when the lackey of freedom
irrevocable goes towards
a confrontation with her boss
© mc
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