HAFNIUM

English translation:

“It was the last day of the universe
I was on the other side
of the words
until the cold and wet
grammatical wall
where language seeps
over the porcelain of meaning

Before us ran
the past in a panic
Behind us the future
came barking

covered in ashes of someone’s homeland

I held my face close

to the body

My pis was powerless

and disinterested

Even the wind was a
oozing wound

There were hard waves
on the sea
and approaches to cool bloom
I was surrounded by men without arms

paper-passing people in

chocked lighting

sharp angles in drift

and suffering

in emergency

They say you can be on a first name term
with death
but life doesn’t answer
Because an insect is like the earth
a drop of water

They forget that life lasts
forever
Death is only visiting
and every sentence
a tattooed butterfly

Because the hands of God

is made of earth”