(from Berlin Elegies)
Everybody’s watching me
in my bright metal jacket
There’s a big pool of bloodgetting bigger every minute
right under my feet
I wage war against the dunes
Like cacti with legs in search of a mirage,
Drinking the destitute waste of the sun’s wrath
As if it were my last chance at salvation.
Each sinking step into glassy granules
Absorbs the pain of tiny particles,
Each doing their part to scrape away dead skin
Caked on bare mistreated feet.
All is sacrificed when searching for love.
Grace Andreacchi (from Berlin Elegies)
I dreamt we were walking
free among the dead
Bombs had flattened the sky
The earth was on fire
We crawled into a hole you
laid your head on my breast
laughed, and touched me with desire
I thought, are we dead?
Is this heaven, this place full of
bodies? I wanted to ask but
you kissed me instead