gapless

you possibly can rely all the pieces as soon as extra, it’s lacking
no wind gauges, sq. constructions, time.
nothing has moved within the camouflage,
within the winterbite of this evening.
from pitch to pulse, all counts for the remainder,
aside from you everybody strikes:
in snowspeed, flakefollowings.
evading one another, simply because,
shoulders and collars set like sails
in opposition to the wind and each other.
you duck down and wait, rely all the pieces as soon as extra:
the birds, the puddles, half the moon,
trigger nobody sees you and shouts into the gang,
trigger you continue to have no idea what’s lacking.

Editorial notice: This poem additionally seems in Mantis 23.

sleepless

as if one thing’s tipping over in the dead of night
behind the breastbone, oozing away whereas respiration, 
for the reason that air is now cool and the glances of others
so windowed off; as if there’s one thing that rubs and knots,
as if the elbows kink inwards
and develop in by the ribs,
as if additionally the fingers department inwards,
as if a forest there, below the tongue,
a leafy discord within the throat,
after which the cracking of twigs behind the eyes,
the elevated overmossing of ideas,
till on the market a forest across the mattress
and inside, the fists, within the ribvault.

favourite individual

i throw myself into your blackberrygaze;
wish to take root behind your ears,
the place you scent like cat and summer time coat —
i wish to mossgrapple and poppywallow with you
and dwell with out tackle on the hill.
i wish to caress all of your shadows,
sing in your darkish corners,
i wish to purchase you numerous moons,
a porch and a rocking chair;
i wish to breathe you in and communicate you out,
speak myself uncooked in opposition to you.

Translations from the German