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The dogs come out at night,
Howling at the lonely passenger, Those eyes that gleam so bright Are splinters in my soul. The coldness dims the light Of Yellow Death – the cruelest messenger, I’m shivering with fright Like fishes in an empty bowl. Teeth I almost feel – Sparkling pearls for pain, All in haste for a meal: The flesh that now is me. Feels and seems unreal How my blood they drain, How my skin they peel: Teeth engraving me. And Yellow soon becomes me, And Death I am already, The poison crawls inside me In lethal haste. I’m now a cloud, a tree – To change my essence ready, And as I die I see My life before – a waste. Julia Kretsch 20 September 1999 Constanta
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