Keel
november 12, 2022Swim
november 12, 2022(Translation: Paul Vincent)
Can you save ‘together’? Can you by doing much intensely as a couple
protect the other from the one-man cage between underground
floors? Say twice ‘of course’ and lay your head
on my buttock, casually since moments like this of wild spleen
return more often than not, down to the pore deposits
exactly the same. Only the gleaning of ‘together’ into a dam against
awful singularity may perhaps just once, when backs are languid and
are soft like land full of something further than
hope, full of beauty broken out of the most difficult thing like – you are my –
tulip bulbs eaten in
wartime.