The circus! Led by

the animal with the nose --


that can walk along.

When I am with you,

so close that I become you --


I sing myself out.

Man as Creator

keeps grafting new qualities --


onto ancient roots.

That's just how life is,

you must take risks, you have to --


incur expenses.

I know decency,

I know, later I too will --


behave properly.

A photo, I'm six,

in the garden I bury --


a box with secrets.

I said what I thought

I knew about dust, that it --


does not turn to dust.

I tell everything.

You look at me guiltily --


I understand you.

There's a strange hand with

pointing fingers on my thigh --


and it excites me.

She pulls her dress up

to her face and then freezes --


hiding it in shame.

Under the bottom

the star clusters angrily --


stare at the people.

You jump the queue, but

why do you want that, your soul --


being left behind?

Why are you afraid?

Does it give you the reward --


of fewer hard hits?

True Love! Be happy

when you find it, be happy --


you're looking for it.

Miss Pinch holds the word

Women like a mouse away --


from her, by its tail.

You did, you said: I.

How dare you! What do you think!


That you are something?

You did, you said: you.

As if I just have to be --


obliging to you.

Nothing goes to hell

with a big bang, it always --


happens with moaning.

The down comforter

is thin, few feathers, sticking --


out, scratching, pricking.

We are on the way,

and we know well: not one road --


leads to an end point.

I want to create

what is not there, not as art --


but genuine Love!

The poem opens

a window where I expect --


to go through a door.

I had to do it,

but the choice I made felt like --


someone else's coat.

Father's green leather

briefcase is in the kitchen--


filled with many dreams.

The cupboard, crammed full

of my memories won't close --


Out! Out! Out! they push.

Around your presence,

everything becomes gloomy --


So stay in my eyes!

Come all through the gate

of our wedding: Be welcome --


to our paradise!

When terror is far

away, you can just remain --


on your pet subject.

There's the nagging pain

of violence, and worse, of --


chatting about it.

I slept like a bean

in the pod of my car, in --


my cradle, my egg.

My suffering ends

here, as I pass through the door --


into not-knowing.

There's a thunderstorm,

lightning above me, rumbling --


deep beneath my feet.

It is May, and yet

winter is in the air now --


that Mama is dead.

Well, I used to cry,

but I stopped, because no one --


cared, no one at all.

My poet friends sleep,

it's quiet, I look at them --


eat a banana.

Inconceivable

God is, creating the world --


without any act.

Everything that we

humans can touch is sacred --


Sacred Emptiness.

Only if you know

yearning, can you understand --


my suffering, me.

My wish is that they...

want the same thing as I do:


the best. United.

In the neon light,

shadows appear and vanish --


Strolling nightlife girls.

Downstream, three buckets

of mayonnaise are sailing --


along with our boat.

The house has new sounds,

a harmony: languages --


dance, and skin colours.

On the peak I dream

of La Vie Parisienne --


in Tijuana.

The lightning dances

yellowly on the ridges --


It's an event here.

Bright flashes of light,

the rigging and the heather --


screaming the loudest.

Sometimes the sunlight

glints in the drop that I am --


in the sea of life.

I was a stranger

when I arrived, I still am --


now that I must go.

You don't care about

me, so I hope you have fun --


I am doing well.

Sometimes she answers,

she is very indignant --


and doesn't talk to him.

We went wild, so happy
with each other, so happy
to have found each other
to have found love
true love, for you and me

...My love for you is still there
...you can see it shining
...wherever you are, let the sun
...of your activities go down
...and blow away the clouds of your worries
...then you'll see it, see me
...with you again

I lived with my friends
until I met you
and you turned out
to give me more than they do
and I want to give that to you too

...My love for you is still there
...you can see it shining
...wherever you are, let the sun
...of your activities go down
...and blow away the clouds of your worries
...then you'll see it, see me
...with you again