Intermezzo

They reached my by searching
What happens if a neighbour hurts my trees?
and I am happy and rebel as the blood that
rises all by himself from the spears and leaves
to get a drink in some pub:
what beautiful women were torn there
like the reptile’s belly that speaks to you,
the wall has sold our dreams and now he’s explaining it to for us
with gestures and big beans.
They reached me by searching
what happens if a neighbour hurts my trees?
and I am happy and eternally bald as like a bag of potatoes
waiting in a train stations for the earth to be something more,
spinning and spinning. Think of what you have to forgive me, so I can see
what apples I can take out of the murder. They had me sown with wavelets
and, so I don’t rip away, they keep making calls to one other…

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