Only nuances - where to see?
Variances, phobia
From the sky - I love my star:
A dead grey stone
In velvet dark.

Pleading, weeping, sorrow’s screaming
Derided victory.
I plumb the deapths of suffocation
Pale fading friends
Of deviation

15/Jan/2007, 16:17 Uhr , Gedichte, Gedichte 1997-1999 ,