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mum died
this
morning
sleepless
at four
and I
was at the border
this is
the one
beyond
the world
thing I
can do now
no one
can find
upstairs
and sniff
through
the clothes
sort the
pictures again
in the
forest
in the
sky
hide in
the words
where
death won’t find me
hide in
the library
not my country
but I live
it now
cling to
make a truth
everyone
comes
her his
own ways
and goes
as well
this is
the most natural thing
there
was
nothing official
yet
the
thing I can do
is
listen and wait
look into
the dawn
and the
darkness is spread
grows
now
from
whatever it is
comes to
light
mum died
this is
the proclamation
she was
gone already
why
should I euphemize?
she wouldn’t
91! an
innings!
unsuffering
at last
and here
we are after
something
of her yet
the
house is almost empty now
and soon
they’ll come to paint
no radio
nor little bird tells
we’ll
have to put it in the paper
her
whole life a denial of this
mum’s
gone
and not
to anywhere
there is
nowhere she can be
nor is
this the world it was
her
gospel I’m here to speak
this is
the one with all the words missing
cosmos
mum-less
you won’t
cook up a God to cope
mum died
I was
awake with it
this is
the news today
a truck
hit the turning world
do we
each go to our belief?
and are
we ended there?
catch
myself breathing
how can
that be?
5สน 2˝,
eyes of blue
really is
was
she
who
heard me
and was
my help
mum of
the ballroom dazzle with dad
mum of
the kitchen song
every
little wisdom was
arms to
cradle
here to
heart
mum’s
gone
and she
was gone already
ye know
not
and she
didn’t did
that’s
how it is with this disease
time had
told her out
we need
another tense for this
the
still with us in hearts and minds
mum was
already gone
no church
of tricks got up from fear
will
make her the less gone
mum died
there
are no angels
except
the nursing staff
I’m glad
she never buried me
glad for
her she can be…
not at
peace… there’s no one now
and
nowhere
there is
nothing
‘thinking
of you’
what else
can be said?
mum died
and we
are catching up
‘in sure
and certain knowledge’
do they
tell that for a joke?
of
course think up
when
everything is pointing down
how else
is it safer
a hundred
billion of us already in the ground
long
lessening it was to her
were
there a hundred billion griefs?
we are
with her wishes now
soon
these ashes
so the
sky
over
every ocean spread
what if
there once were a heaven?
now that
heaven’s gone
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