Devil Doll

I Dread The Great Winged Insects
And The Cat-Headed Butterflies;
Above All The Fleshy Wings
Of The Birds
Trying To Clutch Me.
At Times I Thought
I Was A Glass Bowl
And I Trembled
Fearing To Be Cracked.
Or I Felt As If
I Had Committed
A Horrible Crime
(But... Which One?)
Sinking Off (Only)
At Night.
Then I Was In A Vast Garden
And I Cut The Tree In The Middle,
"Tree Of The Knowledge
Of Good And Evil"
Building A Vessel
That I Named "Narrenschiff"
And I Sailed Through
Black Waves Of Clotted Blood,
Closing My Eyes....
When I Opened Them
I Was Sitting On The Throne,
With The Terror
Of An Endless Hiccup.
Anxiety
Not To Walk On The Lines,
I Carry On Numbering Things
Till I Forget How Many
Then I Start Again...
I Don't Give A Damn
For Caligula: Just His Horse!
And I'm Bored By
Julius Caesar's
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