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Gabriel Peter
Miscellaneous
The fishing net
Surrounded by mirrors
Stained by dreams
The hem constricts
What is in the body
Soft the stomach , tense muscles
soft cloths on the tiger skin
Damp like grass
ripe and heavy like flower pollen
the sponge is full
no one wanted to see it
Up everything settles into con-ver-sa-tion
Ice on warm, fresh cake
Light pushes through its secret tunnels
a suction that goes outside
breaks its way as brighter Lightning
that makes the finest faces pale
Spur desire in a quiet whisper
Tension in the face
Body pressed against bars
plays the music, plays court
for her
Offerings - beheaded chickens
dance waltz - say - come!
Man and woman - naked in front of everyone!
crossed tribes occupied in heat
Even if the tender skin is already tremble
they still feel for the mother
who enjoys alone what the day brings her
but also thinks of other hours
The father is sad, last love
sweeps ashes with the broom
quiet giggles, greasy jokes
splashes over the table and cloth
And words, words, words
You know
of
still? - the floor is there...
Dear,
Dearest,
You... covered in frost
White
of
still? - the floor is there...
Dear,
Dearest,
You... covered in frost
Suddenly silence, guillotine whizzes, all the doors are closed
Hands grab the knife tightly
Only cut the cake in the dark!
Everyone gets a piece - a small piece
the body - and the flesh
the family - and the fishing net
a new one - in the mesh
The body and the flesh
The body and that Meat
and the meat