01-26-2018, 01:32 PM
Slate Blue
A love-bird, a vulture
fought over a fish head.
So close in together, crowded, we might as well
flail at each other hysterically,
kiss and make up.
His face congealed.
I can’t have you always blacking out,
a grimly unattractive pregnant woman.
I need Lebensraum -
you´d like a Vaterland.
Her face had sagged, hot sulphuric acid
squeezed through strangulated intestines.
What a sentimental mess,
you can ease out the back door.
She miscarried in the latrine -
a violation of the sanitary code.
Now he could relax like melting paraffin,
cooking it down. He would never show,
he didn’t want to hear about it,
bought drinks and celebrated, stirring
blood with a strange, slate-blue color.
Envious citizens spat ink eradicator
or otherwise mutilated
the brilliant, decadent young novelist.
A love-bird, a vulture.
A love-bird, a vulture
fought over a fish head.
So close in together, crowded, we might as well
flail at each other hysterically,
kiss and make up.
His face congealed.
I can’t have you always blacking out,
a grimly unattractive pregnant woman.
I need Lebensraum -
you´d like a Vaterland.
Her face had sagged, hot sulphuric acid
squeezed through strangulated intestines.
What a sentimental mess,
you can ease out the back door.
She miscarried in the latrine -
a violation of the sanitary code.
Now he could relax like melting paraffin,
cooking it down. He would never show,
he didn’t want to hear about it,
bought drinks and celebrated, stirring
blood with a strange, slate-blue color.
Envious citizens spat ink eradicator
or otherwise mutilated
the brilliant, decadent young novelist.
A love-bird, a vulture.
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