are you alone? It’s ok
between eyelashes world can be seen better when you don’t know about the closer shoulder
blink a lot and be quiet the light is long the road is too short
you’d like to be but you’re just a noise
foreign and elsewhere coloured
you see
the woman always must walk slowly on the narrow streets
with one step behind the man
if she’s a woman
if not
opened is the gate of the world and the mind undeveloped
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dear Mutti
today I keep silent as I never did before hard pushed and lonely
I even don’t know how to tell you that
though I get away from you forever each morning
in the evening I still find myself near you
I wouldn’t even know how to describe you
these heavy stones from which I build mountains by anybody unseen
in the sun

a oblong ululation raised from the desert I haven’t understood it
when was almost to meet us was almost night

the city lifted us over the roofs
when we suppose to touch the sky with the hand
swiftly
I fell in a dry well
and you remained hanged by the dumb corner of the moon

dear Mutti
I write to you from a drained fountain



translated by Marius Surleac