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Wie Gehts, Baby?
We travel light and clueless
bruise to bruise and into
forgetfulness,
Aber
alles spins and tilts again akilter into
darkness.
Sturm und drang und
beetle dung
glomm'd thick and sludgey gel'd; and sluggish; and slow; slow-er; stille
Aber
alles stirs and lifts and floats like weightless sea
detritus.
Silence
thin as moonlight speads
o'er winking midnight snow
While angels' wings
thrum lullabies
and starlight guides us home.
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Started: 2012-02-21
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