Showing posts with label gedicht. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gedicht. Show all posts

Image No. 61

The doll her mother had made for her 
was stuffed with needles.

I.J. 4 January 2014

Image No. 60

One corner of the triangle is her home
She never comes out
On a good day, she might look up 

I.J. 20 February 2013

Image No. 59

Green pointy hats took it away  
while she slept in the bed in the room
where she can hear the first car in the morning

I.J. 4 January - 20 February 2013

Image No. 58

All day she had planted the seeds.
When it was dark,
she saw him near the field
burning the soil.

I.J. 2-3 January 2013

Image No. 56

A moaning sound coming from the barn
keeps them awake.
Nobody dares to take a look.

If only the little one would still be here..
she was just like Grandma.

I.J. 27 December 2012

Image No. 55

How could they harvest?
Corpses lay everywhere.

I.J. 27 December 2012

Image No. 52

He wasn't blind at all
it was just his little game
Fooling around 

amusing himself 
He didn't see 
that everyone knew

I.J. 20 December 2012

Image No. 51

she was the only poor girl without shoes

I.J. 20 December 2012

Image No. 50

It was a self-destructive thing
but his inability to surrender
aroused her

I.J. 30 November 2012

Image No. 49

The small wheels stopped turning 
every time the little man came in the room

I.J. 19 December 2012

Image No. 48

Spots in her bedroom
touched with the tail of a dog 

I.J. 19 December 2012

Image No. 47

At age four 
her parents drilled some invisible holes
in her head

I.J. December 2012

Dead whore.

Burial rules and regulations regarding d.w.:
1) Tear the corpse apart. From bottom to top. One uninterrupted pull.
2) Bury the two parts separately from one another. In jute sacks.
3) Only funeral staff is allowed to participate in the burials.
4) It is prohibited to come near the graves and touch the ground.

I.J. 11 December 2012

Jeroen Willems

The sound of shuffling leather shoe soles 
on the grey stone stairs 
of an Amsterdam canal house.

I.J. 3 december 2012 

Image No. 45

That rat, under his nose
had scared everyone away
Such a smart move!
Now he was finally alone.

I.J. 30 November 2012

Image No. 44

Nobody knew she had eaten the bird alive
only her twin sister who had opened the cage

I.J. 30 November 2012

Image No. 42

painting the bedroom
and walking the dog
always made her happy
but not that day

I.J. November 2012

Image No. 40

"Just a joke, " he said  
with his hands in his pockets
And a sin 
in his soul.

I.J. 23 November 2012

Image No. 39

She still felt it
this black square with no points
It followed her
and she ran
through rainy alleys
darkness, no goal
nothing to run to
Nowhere
Inescapable

I.J. 23 November 2012