Stone.
Stone in the air, which I track.
Your eye, blind as a rock.
How were there
hands,
we dipped the darkness empty, we found
the word that summer tended:
Flower.
Flower—word of the blind.
Your eye and my eye:
They take care
to water.
Stone in the air, which I track.
Your eye, blind as a rock.
How were there
hands,
we dipped the darkness empty, we found
the word that summer tended:
Flower.
Flower—word of the blind.
Your eye and my eye:
They take care
to water.
Burgeoning.
Wall upon wall
leafs around the heart.
Another word like that, and
hammers swing away.
Wall upon wall
leafs around the heart.
Another word like that, and
hammers swing away.
From Sprachgitter—Language Mesh or Language Grating or Language Prison
