We present this work in honor of the 105th anniversary of the poet’s death.

German
1874 ā 1915
Yielding clod lulls iron off to sleep
bloods clot the patches where they oozed
rusts crumble
fleshes slime
sucking lusts around decay.
Murder on murder blinks
in childish eyes.
Matt, hope you are keeping well and the touring business is up and running. Seems like a good socially distant activity, but I’m sure it’s been hard.
Hoping to add my dad to the poetry blog (copied here). Thanks!
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