The town turned round
when I looked back. Excuse me please
I thought you were someone else.

I've got a good swearword
a mean bead on my tongue.

I cut a striped heart out of paper.
Don't I dare that I need you?

The world is tired and on the blue lines
of an exercise book it's cold.

First a man still slept here.
Now the body rises.
I'm reduced to silence.

Translation: 2008, Donald Gardner