mallige hu
Sometimes I cry. Sometimes I write. And maybe someone will read and find a flower among these weeds.
Friday, 10 October 2014
untitled
in the morning,
the full moon dissolves
into daylight
sky blue
i step into the wind
of another day
die wunden des oktober
auf dem asphalt kastanien
aufgeplatzt zetreten zerfahren
lauter leuchtendes fleisch
offene wunden
die stachligen hüllen verstreut
gewaltsam endet der sommer
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