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III
an entire night i lay awake in berlin in
my ear still the wave of the sea of glass
and after the order of melchisedek out
of an open window
through an open door in the staircase
the sound of the ram's horn
the wine instead of blood spurted forth
from the spout of the thirteenth tankard
fed by the conversation from five mouths
all was well even the carnal word
holy as ever cut into the folio leaves
the scroll
and smoke of the brand filled the room
with its strong smell of caramel
for onto my hips someone had pressed the
iron of serfdom
down below there you were lying in front
of the electrical lamps of tempelhof
tilled tracks o dark zone now silent
thus you wrote marvelling now that i stay
silent
as if i as the sixth had not been present
even when the third one had left
spirit-like at the silesian station
and the hand of the clock snapped forward
to one
it was then that i left you waiting for
19 minutes and i was the flamenco poster
lips smiling and saw exactly how you crumpled
the ticket
to altseidenberg via goerlitz in your
coat pocket
too fast for me coming down the high road
the yellow shell at your hat
pushed down in the face with burning tongue
punished you therefore to lie for
three hours penned in
with the three birds sleepless thoughtless
dreamless
but next to you was slumbering the ferrarese
princess
washed out in the black stream the exchange
of umbrellas chair falling hat falling
picked you up walked to the garden on
the left and showed you twice
this so titanic nemlich as one replaces
the other
because of the doubt in addition three
indessen on page 28, 39, and 75
much too concerning fenster which erstwhile
was too difficult for you
below in the fasanenstrasse quietly the
engine was started of the
brandnew daimler green as oysters from bremen
you fell asleep beginning to sing
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