Funny, that gnostic
on the fourth floor
is still awake.
He knocks and knocks
on the heating pipe.
The mob in front of the window
has gone, and now
on top of everything its starting to snow.
In the whole city
no shoe-laces are to be had.
The machine-gun fire where the banks are
has subsided
But in the fridge there are
a couple of asphodels
just in case.
from Kiosk by Hans Magnus Enzenberger
the flowers of Hades and the dead, sacred to Persephone.....
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