3 Poems
by Adam Siegel
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Diva in Grau
"Schwabendorf ein Meer
des Friedens." "The impossibility
of acting." "The impossibility of not
knowing how to present
the only face that mattered."
"Making that meal. I ate it."
"The bread with the crust,
the spine along the top
the thickest; the bowls of olive oil,
salt, and garlic."
"The wine, the red country wine."
"Out of the villages."
"Who else would have been happier
down in there?" "Down in the villages."
Flak
It was my birthday my birthday all along
The words sent into my mouth were not the ones that came out of my mouth
"That black dog myself" "He dreamed of leaving"
"Robert said it" "He piled on the affectations just to accentuate it"
"Biting my nails just for the sake of it"
"It was I who was the star" "And I knew
It was I who would be the star" "I lay in bed with injuries
With an erection" "The return to the clinic"
"The dreams of the clinic"
"That people like us crept around unworthily"
"Having crashed my car in the rain Theodor-Heussplatz"
"Ein deutscher Dichter in ovo"
"Wearing her clothes because they fit me"
"Now one never know who be one do one"
"Handclaps"
Wilhelmstrasse
I was the janitor and she
The janitor’s wife
“I’ll be the janitor and you
Can be the janitor’s wife”
“Down in the basement,
Down in the basement”
We sang “Sol et lumière”
To fuck someone capable
Of such a statement “Could
it ever be possible?" “Left for
Dead at Bärenkeller-Nord” the fantasy
“Left for dead instead
in Bärenkeller-Süd” Real people laboring
In secrecy was the only history of the religion
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