Knife—you were no knife
But only the blue
Toppling
I would hold the sky …
While I keep silence?
What word to I utter?
Dogs wax furious on days like this
Let us share things between us
No hard feelings?
I was longing for a pee
I’d left a damp spot where I sat
Whereby the queen went under the awnings
At the edge of the theater
Where they are now installing a trap door!
Struggling
Not wanting to be lost
Just like a miracle he puts his hand out to hers
And just like a miracle, she smiles at him
Just like a miracle
Knife—you were no knife But only the blue Toppling I would hold the sky …
While I keep silence? What word to I utter?
Dogs wax furious on days like this Let us share things between us No hard feelings? I was longing for a pee I’d left a damp spot where I sat Whereby the queen went under the awnings At the edge of the theater Where they are now installing a trap door! Struggling Not wanting to be lost Just like a miracle he puts his hand out to hers And just like a miracle, she smiles at him Just like a miracle
[paraphrased poetry]