Anonymous
(Birgit)
My silent cry
rebounds against bricks,
wanders urban canyons,
dies in the concrete.
desperately fighting my lungs
in crowds to oxygen.
A plastic fern
behind window glass
creates the illusion of survival.
The eyes look
in crowds after a light,
brings the heat.
you break in the freezing cold of
Neon sign.
Exhausted looking
my fingers to grab a hand, my foot in the
stumbling start. In case they embrace
lampposts.
(c) Annette Gonserowski
of: written relief ca.1980
(Birgit)
My silent cry
rebounds against bricks,
wanders urban canyons,
dies in the concrete.
desperately fighting my lungs
in crowds to oxygen.
A plastic fern
behind window glass
creates the illusion of survival.
The eyes look
in crowds after a light,
brings the heat.
you break in the freezing cold of
Neon sign.
Exhausted looking
my fingers to grab a hand, my foot in the
stumbling start. In case they embrace
lampposts.
(c) Annette Gonserowski
of: written relief ca.1980
in Berlin, standing before the decision: in the big city to move, which then had another island character, surrounded by the former GDR .
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