a man with a loop

a man
with a loop
on his neck
was standing lonely
in front of my
     window

the crowd receded
leaving the garbage

the dried up angels
of the dogs’ skeletons

the car’s curtains
drew open
revealed a scene
an orgy of lips and
     the beast

rain interfered
entered the eyes
with its glassy fingers
look out the shell of
     the brain
sucked out a pearl

sprinkled in
the black sand
with the insolence
of the Black Empress
the dust of the Black Empress

cutting

was receding
leaving a tree
standing lonely
with a loop of
     a man





Return To Innocence

everybody went away
nobody stayed
to kiss the hand
thrust in
a handful of Earth
into the eyes

was left under the sky
which wasn’t left so much
anymore

crossed my hands
ran out

     a cat was
     eating up a dove
     staring
     eyes full of love
     in the deep sack of
     the fur
     at a spider
     stumbling drunkenly
     over the dew
 
so little was left
 
came
all at once
lime on the faces
boiling wine in the cups

     removed the furniture
     bathed the baby
     put it quiet
     smelling of crushed poppy
     onto the mother’s bosom
     which there was
     as much as the sea
     the congealing ocean blood



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