In anticipation
On a river
In the middle of a shimmering sea
from
Dark Excitements
On eyes
„Bound to the Wheel of Night“
On laughter
out of taverns and Whore houses
want to put it down
one’s own gray skin
the incised folds
hunger
In the eyes of the people
In the street of big shops
Also a road
In such a vaunted place
Doesn’t warm twilight bodies
that curved together
at the day
Lying on the asphalt
Far from porticoes
Colorful Images
celebrate
In the ears
Only a dull beat
Of machines