Around Zero O'Clock

Just be the shape of an angel, be, be
             be, be a screeching
hatful of sleepless night it dresses
even the seagulls in diver's suits, be
    be lazy intellect an come
to bed
be manager of nightmare
    and conquerer of desire
                             to say

Be the disease of saying      Be the lifelong remedy
    which whether you take it or not
      certainly kills

Be the one who no longer is
    a dab of the freedom of the void, a flight of three strides
out of thought's night  be

Because I'm fading

translated by Anselm Hollo