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welcome to a bunch
of second thoughts
about my latest
transformations
of the almost unknown
German
E Wasserkäfer
whose poetry
& late-night scuba skills
still seem compelling
to myself
& several locals
consider
for example
this little sample
of his craft:
so many fossils
in the structures
of the walls & word-
hoard bristling with
half-forgotten presences
or just another Berlin
lake in woodlands
where terriers
get their teeth
into half-deflated
wait flat Disney
schwimmringe
then turn & leap
into the water
to sport among
[TRA la in Italian]
the sturdy skiffs
the unicorns
the giant pink flamingoes
refreshing breezes
through the mindless
trees & dog-eared
rusty reeds
where sweet birds
sing a canopy of
birch & hidden shade
we stare into
the shallows
at our temporary
phases / faces
ripple over
sand & stone
a pebble
& a bottle-top
for eyes
Berlin, August 2017