A MALE FASHION MODEL WITH A CANCER: / MANEKEN S RAKOM:
It takes a doubt to get an illness
As in the equation, I stared
into the dark crescents of the eyebags,
and one morning they fell onto the lungs
The sun went out and the X-ray Shadow
was evident I said:
o, I have always loved black holes
which arise when a star forgets its glow,
let’s say, janis joplin
every now and then extinguishes a fag end
on so-called healthy alveoli
This world has deserved every cough,
a world in which nobody is drugged sincerely,
a world in which there is too little swearing,
and a little little breathing seems to be enough
a general thought
that maybe it’s only about me,
that others can understand what this is about
Sister, I need more of October,
a more evident poverty, a summer to end
as hair gone during chemotherapy,
never to return
as long as death does not give up