issue IIι

1. 2.

Yellow fever Sweet seashell o! how I enjoy it

White fever Here in the entrance of this shamrock
Blue fever Here that the sea has a shade
Summer And wets my little plastic shoes
On the heat wave (And I have the blues-blues-blues
On the move Tell me how to get rid of the blues-
Reflected blues-blues)
He smiles And through the shoes
A silent smile My little toes
That gives an impression Hard and with dirt
Of pine trees blown A small piece of dirt
Stop calling me In the toenails,
I hung up the phone In the toes
Can you read? O! Toenails
He asked O! Toes
I don’t speak your language No stones exist in the shadows
But I guess The snakes and I nest in the shadows
I know what you mean The shadows are for me
Out of the castle now I count them
He screams Without shadows now
The garden is not yours I counted them
Anymore Nothing
I disappear Nothing is left
I slumber There go the shadows
Below
One with the blankets
Laying
Fragrant
And loose
He sighs
3. 4.

Guttered nature and Breathe in

service compartments cut up I would lie for you
In pieces
I strive for a goodnight
I gouge your name But I got tired
And then I google it Of secrecy
Milkier the night every time you come
around
Little voices hardly heard again
Peace
And quiet Breathe out
Just for a short while
5. 6.

Western weeps The trick was to shut each others mouth

and the water with a napkin
Without Yours was full of snot spit and
Ado -I was sure I could see-
Dear sober friend Two drops of blood
Dear sore wound Mixed up
Streets are empty By the wrinkled paper
But voices fill them
Figures captured in a trance I swallowed it instead
Vanish
From my glance
Off the bike now
We don’t play now
Stop turning on and off the light
7. Divine and sweet Ramona
The ancient time Ramona
In the metal sea Ramona loves me Fell on his back
Withholds parts of smelly stone The kettle gathered
frozen nephrite and wounded pride They’re licking stones
the big boss lifts his big boss arm Create your idol
he won’t allow And sacrifice Ramona
and with his big great mouth he says: Will not take long to happen

Don’t be sad Ramona But you will not care Ramona

ride your cyan horse Ramona You have become a horse Ramona
I made for you
A crystal bag
And silver bows and arrows
With oil pulp that’s slick as sperm
Of a rhino in a sham
(On the back
I sewed for you a crystal dress Where I can see you )
Of female horses eyelids
And I give you a goat that talks
To follow you and cushion you
Upon her lazy back

And I send you Ramona

A workers two Ramona
Still laughing from their all day work
Under their small and narrow eyes
Tall and strong
and uniformed
To have them kneeling when you want

After all this time Ramona

in the wilderness Ramona
We untied the docks on the back
Small sailors yell that the ship is sinking

What if it does you shouldn’t hear

What if it does you shouldn’t care
You have become a horse Ramona

And then the dog died

In the giant snake’s view
The one he could only see
The snakes from now on
Will worship you
Divine and sweet
8. 9.

Kneeling -as always- Drops

over breakfast croissants Tears
Guilty Not tears
For the ten million nocturnal murders Fatigue
Each one of us Not boredom
On its fluid surface
So many people,
so many
Pictured
Underwater
Under the water
Sub zero
Hypotonic reaching
And if none of us
Walked on white
Background
And if none of us
Walked on white
Background
The crust of the ice
-its secret short of speak-
Melts
Slowly
It will take ages
To melt
Only the ice melts
Not your freezing
Only the ice
I want to tell you
Walking along
Head stuck on head
Walking miles
I want to tell you
In this game
I ve seen no one
Scratching the stepping stones provided
Rattlesnakes
Bumps
The sound of every summer love affair
Is seventeen times lighter
Lighter than one roar
Vodka on ice
Shining transparency
And through the stain of your fingertip
Re invented love
10. 11.

Eyes stuck on eyes We will let them live

Siamese They are of no concern to us
Crippled We control the earth
But both We are the temple of the elder gods
Norway And the chambers of their psychic love
Dressed as you Polar bears
I come uninvited And Eskimo flats
Broken glasses Smoke stacks
From a violent lick rocky swords
I hope for a green day and night wolves
Or at least Norway
Colorblindness round bombs the size of a pea
No match for your hand Come out of my chest
When it takes life Out of the small warm hole
And no match In the middle of my torso
When it gives itself As they float in abstract
Sharp nails pop out
I push the girl
Towards the trunk of the tree
While she stares at her tits
And then at my hand
Drum sounds
Before a hushed sigh
Rhythmically ending and fading in again
Alight
A lie
It scares me
That I m not afraid
Unarmed
Headless
“It’s not fair it’s not fair !”
she is almost blonde
but her fingers taste like honey plum
and early bread

It takes a combo
Of ten buttons
For a round kick
Or an uppercut
I am afraid now
I will never make it
You have it all day I say
And close the door
His nose bleeds
I puke
We fall asleep
I hold his feet you fuck him
Fuck him with something sharp
The fuck
He deserves it.