Wednesday, December 15, 2010

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Mature year - lyrik inprosa


Mature years - not poetry inprosa

yet colorful feathers in summer denAugen you notice
like rain trees wäschtstürmisch of mature leaves from the branches
tears fall on earth gaping soerschöpft
under the warm blanket patter last fruits exude
sweet scent curls wasps before they die between Knisterlaub
- musty smell dasfaltige years

JP 2009

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