your existence: entropic. Ghosts at night. Rodin's heads, at the feet of the temple. Including this one story. When the ghost woke up, lang nach Mitternacht, unter seiner kalthauchigen Kapuzze hindurchschlüpfte und sich fallen liess in einen Me ...
Revision_Eclats_Hausberg
Der Hausberg Leicht hochgewachsen, with a flat hat, was right in front of my nose. loved him, when I was little, gross is. loved him, so fervent: was always there! Then why all these years?, als ich weg wollte---- because he should go, mir i ...
small Eclat_23_the local mountain_SpokenMe
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Revision_Eclats_2022_Cruelty at Easter
Cruelty at Easter 2022 But how do I tell an adult, as if he were a child, which I, as an adult, cannot say to the adult? As a kid, I can't tell him, because I'm not: a child. But big and therefore grown up. ...
Revision_Eclats_Roommates_Crickets_2022
Mitbewohner Grille Grille, you are silent. Locked between the bars. how it came? Dass du so unglücklich kipptest aus dem Gras auf die Geleise? A nail clipper, who calls at intervals. I can hear you calling from between the furniture. But who and ...
Revision_Eclats de Minute_2022_Cohabitant brown moth
Mitbewohner_Brauner Falter Raschelt im Dunkeln, like under the carpet runner. Getting in touch with beings without a compass. I know my nights, my mornings, my period. They make you heavy and boundless. wing of a moth, acted like Schatte ...
Revision_Eclats de Minutes_Once upon a Time in Love
Once upon a Time in Love Eigentlich bin ich ganz einfach. But with you I was kinda double. I notice it, now, where i am by myself again: With you I was only half me. I was with you with the other one. That's why I never was ...
Revision_Eclats de Minutes_Bow Tie
Fliege Entwischt schon wieder. drives me crazy. never rests. One thing is clear: Your way is the goal. But she didn't count on me, the spray mist, which I direct against them. In which she will hang. After all, wer ist hi ...
Retro_Eclats de Minutes_Revision_BBC_News_Water wings made from pet bottles
I was the sea. Wild and untamed. My message was: Incomprehensible! The lonely fisherman called me woman. The mystic: mother. And, I brought a child from the deep. And a boy, and, I carried safely to shore. Das ist das Eine ...
Retro_rework of the Eclats_Elegie in Brachial (2020/23)
Elegie in Brachial Eines Nachts stand ich auf und brachte den Fluss zum Fliessen. Without water. Ich setzte mich in die Küche und rieb die Lebenssteine aneinander, conjured up an inexplicable spark. Ich hüpfte ins Schlafzimmer und wollte die Br ...