What to do (vertont von Urban Elsässer, Dold)
what to do
if the tight-lipped hand
grabbing the veil
get’s a pikheaded gesture
what was thought
for a moment
chatters endless
out auf closed mouth
Ref.:
who find the mercy
to turn a blind eye
to the view?
who trust in ears
getting deaf?
How to move
If the flowing steps
Walking away
creates nothing but an humble circle
What was thought
As a vision
Rests constantly
Just the number pi
Ref.:
who find the mercy
to turn a blind eye
to the view?
who trust in ears
getting deaf?
Where to look
If the alert eye
Constructing the world
Takes only headlong pictures
what was thought
beeing real
bares himself
as a boiling crush
a mirrow,
gift of the gab,
wasting glitter,
picking splinters
in golden frames
Ref.:
who find the mercy
to turn a blind eye
to the view?
who trust in ears
getting deaf!
what to say
if the simple words
reflecting a life
concentrate in burning focus
what was thougt
as happy mean
loafs about
like a boaring book
where to go
when the sheltering cover
full of holes
conspires together with public
what was thought
secret matter
echoes loudly
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