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pushed off me your inviting hand,
just then, I drove you tumbling back down the stairs, closed the door shut on you, then when -
you just wanted me good,
offered me your help!
oh, I so please you, so knocked down underearth as I`m, it`s only now I`ve learned to see -
couldn`t see, anyone else in my life, than you-
SUICIDE, SUICIDE,
don`t leave me stuck a-middle
between unconsciousness and desire
SUICIDE, SUICIDE,
you - my one desire
my lust, my passion
SUICIDE, SUICIDE
will - now - have a drink on you..
will have a second and a third too -
the whole bottle I will empty for you!,
will you then come back?
and I - then will come with you,
if you still want me take with you?
away to whatever place you think is good enough for me -
what place I - am good enough for!, but -
let me try!, let me show you - I am that good!
toast!, prost, cheers!, almost empty it is, this suicide bottle... you? already near, somewhere around?
... can`t hear you yet,
... can`t make you out,
... can`t feel you... your touch - resting, oh - so soft and gently,on me ....
and I - am so tired...
why - cannot I sleep before we get on that road to - where does it go, to heaven? or goes it to hell?
my dear, my all-lifelong beloved SUICIDE man! -
at last, on the very razorblade-verge, on the verge to the good-ending land, I GOT YOU ...
and if only I got you to say goodbye, my cruel love - I got you ...
goodbye, I`m leaving you right now .
6. September 2007 |
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