F E B R U A R I

rumbling drums no longer pounding
even a thousand feet galloping horse
who break the war and puffing
dust
victory and boisterous banquet ends
in a quiet booth
street deserted road
please go horseback riding the wind
the pilgrimage to the "either"
: "Is there still leaves and butterfly coloured?"
sky just black and white
differences in doubt
change without statement
I want to look up at the beautiful curved
rainbow
but until now
heavy rain
nevertheless did not subside

Agats - Asmat, February 2nd, 2012

A U G U S T

july passed, sublimate in vacuum air
I lit red embers
heartbeat outages by  ink
--and anger is lord 
sure eternal then frozen into a shroud
you are there awaiting death?
screech coffin shut every story
even a thousand words turned out to be a meaningless lie
: know about the pain that cut right in the solar plexus 
dated remaining thousand days now silent
sound without echo and disappear
lost no messages
moon hung finish sentence
refused piano
cried dismiss violin
that there is danger of the word --no meaning--

day fall in the flounder day limit
expectation, but, like the earth's rotation
the great time not tired troubled outstanding lead into the autumn
at the end date

Agats - Asmat, August 2011