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I. sourcing

following hints

to something

which might have been

a body

(bodies maybe)

half-drowned in the river Lethe

or even worse

missing, believed lost

but beloved always

what a description

what a loss

breathtaking first glances

is this the comfort of being afraid

it all depends on your look

the eye of the beholder

don’t blinkdon’t blinksimply don’t

just: hold on, everything will be fine

(I guess)

I’m no hero

I’m just doing my job with all that’s left of my heart

II. preservation

this is no foreign country

just something a little spooky

the possessed beloved ones

around the corner

and at the same time: far away

let me take a closer look:

illegible lines of time

an unreadable character

and a look that could kill

cut and paste

and add

(of course)

a bit of black magic

to the ever-changing surface

of your silvery soul

transforming

turning like a glove

is this

the sour smell of your love

the bitter taste of your kiss

the promise you may keep in the end

the balance of life and sleep

needs to be mastered

for

tinned loves and curses

likewise

excavate this archived smile

because

death shall not be reinvented here

just keep him lingering outside the door

barking and howling

(t.b.)