the only thing approaching alive here are
the bayer boys and girls
their dogs faithful on leashes
one urgently licking the face of his charge
who´s lying blissed out on the railway track
beyond the stinging nettles
evergreens stand soft in the distance
snow at their feet
i greet their appetite for revenge
they will kill silently, with maximum force
the days tick by and people nod
in this dead land
pretending and play-acting.
dead capital festers
the light of life is directed down a strict grid
perverted into a stench
foul and unwholesome
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