Human blood

O' my mentor !
You call out in the un-otopia city

Your children are thirsty
And the devil's milk is following
At which cloud are you launching out
Whose black blood
Would not make the city darker ?
No suddenness is ahead
The lords are staed
And this path is not no amooth .
But human blood
Is more tasty
In the breeze…

Here horned donkeys have invaded the world
And no one is scared
Only from oneself
Least one is a bit more than the day before
With a belly
Swollen with whispers and stutters !

Cosmic rays
Hit the brain in their circuit
And scatter on the earth
Fools graze on the dead
Spring is sick
From winter until summer
Its head is frozen
And its feet are being eaten up with hot worms …

In the knotted sky
The sparrows wind together

On whose grave are you wailing my mentor ?
This place is named after two graveyards :
The x heaven
And the y hell
Beseechingly utter your name
It sprouts
Though this soil is a traitor
If death does not grow from being watered with blood
This place would turn into
A forest of voices !

Translated by Hayde Daragahi