- I hear that you have stabilized.
It's me, no, that's not something
you'd eat or utter,
too crude, I understand that,
something
against the young, is that what
you want, against the young?
- I am disgusted by the mini-supermarket,
by the smell of the devil in the cornflakes,
by the everywhere inembroidered . . .
- Don't say such things.
They can turn out to be last words.
Leave the big box with dots in it closed too.
Alright.
You can roll your eyes
to the cable spaghetti tail. Do you
perhaps do you want trailing lane trailing lane, yes, spit it out.
Just you wait until I or until we - is that gasping normal?
You seem to beam
approval with every word,
graspless, knee-deep.

Translation: Diane Butterman