Honey
I died one night next to you
and sent my soul propelling
I hit the ground running
Like an afkop hoender
drunk on honey
Now I wander in ander lande
with a full heart and empty hande
My feet sinking in lonely sande
Verstandelik gestremd
Exempt from satisfaction
the torture of attraction
A void of action
Avoiding words like ‘daction’
because they don’t mean anything
Like any words I write or say or scream
matter is but steam
And that a dream if I cannot touch you
So, visit me tonight
on the edge of God’s mind
Let me kiss you there
as you unwind me
Unbind me
Find me
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