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november 12, 2022Neon
november 12, 2022(Translation: Paul Vincent)
Did you ever see
the aftermath of fireworks? The branches of smoke, not
the spark, but the fluffy trunks in exactly the same
place where rockets just burst open. The air wood
that after they’ve died down emerges for you
for a few seconds. The residual value that is actually more splendid than
the intended beauty of crackling coloured fire. So is too,
after you have sighed that, despite unfaithfulness, you
still love me, what afterwards hangs in the room in a more penetrating,
terrible, unwitting way more beautifully: the irreparability
between us.