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krams.txt: Gunnars alte Gedichte (englisch)

vampire
your voice is full of blood
your scent is copper and salt
your eyes are full of blood
your touch is iron and ice
your shadow drowns my flame
kill me


madness seize me
i want madness to seize me
to tear me from the
lethargy, routine, agony
of daily life
i want to forget
the botherings
of boring daily life
i want to awake,
to dance through the world
like a roaring god, my company
the laughing heroes of old
our song shall
shatter the heavens,
while we drink life like wine
i want to explode with anger
burn with love
die of sadness
i want to live
i want life to flow like lava in my veins

the brain can last seven minutes without oxygen
explosions behind my brow
colors cascading
dripping fountains of light
splinters, shards, drops, particles of colors
melting in blind movement
fading
my spirit splinters, shards, drops, particles
of thoughts
outwards moving
inevitably fading


© 1997 Gunnar Lott

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