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death poem

möglicherweise
wie das Glätten fällt
unter den Rauch und Nebel eines Dezembernachmittages
kein Opfer sind ich der schlechten Gedanken
in einem alten Raum beleuchtete weich
wer der Läufer in den Himmeln ist
da ich der Richtung des Todes geglaubt habe
Kerzen, die seitlich in den Tomatedosen stürzen
rückwärts drehen Sie sich rückwärts

 



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