Mermaid Box   von Quinquecirrha
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                           Kapitel 4: lost and found
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Pure red mornings
Tight chests and gasps
Old songs blaring from
Broken speakers hanging
From creaking windows
Truths I wanted to hear
Faces I would like to see
In fact, to put it short,
Honey sweet words -
Sweet, sweet, sweet,
Like pure red mornings,
Laced with occasional
Chrysaora achlyos showers
That is, spring summer rain
With legs dangling from
Brick red rooftops and
Rose red apparatus
Old faces and familiar words
Sweet tightness and the
Faint smell of tobacco, I mean
Cigarettes, "I miss you"
That's what she wants to say
I miss you I miss you imissyou

But she doesn't, only
Pure red mornings and a
Slight attack of anxiety
That, and the feeling of being
Forgotten, altogether forgotten,
And still...

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