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Zywa
Poems
Aug 2021
Read me
PAN PAN Come closer
without secondary objects
of illness and dying
Do not waste time
read my face
not my unusual skull
The sun shines, I breathe just like you
Feel free to touch me, I am
not a shadow behind the threshold
of memories
We can be together these hours
without the fatal snake venom
overgrowing our relationship
There is so much
that I want to hear from you and
that you don't know of me
Be as carnal as you can be
Answer my body language
caress the painful spots and
put your soul in me for a moment
For Maria Godschalk #121
Eurydice
A person's (deadly) illness is not his identity
"Portrait de la jeune fille en feu" ("Portrait of a Lady on Fire", 2019, CΓ©line Sciamma)
"PAN-PAN, PAN-PAN, PAN-PAN" is the request for help (no emergency)
Collection "On living on"
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