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Schakal (Jackal)


A young angel appears before the temple
Her spittle clings under her wings
Fresh blood drops from her brows
He opens his hands and calls for more
I close my eyes and lick her flood of tears
Lazy bodies lie on the steps
Victims of love scorched by the sun
Dry are also my kisses
Which I once gave with love
Spread out on a cliff
Squashed between the cliffs and stretched out
Under burning fragments of my center
I strew my tears into the glowing fire
Her flowers wither in my hands
Her spittle clots in my mouth
I wrench her body from the flood
The angel throws her wings into the glowing fire
I divulge my sins
She opens her pharynx
I lick her wounds with my mouth
I have kissed her heart
Loved her flesh on the portal
Her tongue petrified at the foot of the monument
And her ashes strewn under the angels
I just want to live
I have laid on these knees
I call you with this mouth
I beseechingly hold out my hands to you
I pray in the darkness of the night
Crying, I beseeched you with all my strength
Leaver her in peace
Let her sleep
Let my pray
Please, I ask you
I just want to live
I want to live