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Poem

Jacob Groot

PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ABSENTEE

The latest news has finally reached me too
I can hear you jump to my first place &

I am answered, while already embraced by your
name on my lips, by your jingle

in the jungle of the almost crippling urge
I saved for days for the Saturday night

flirt with your black lacquered beauty the same as old cake the week
breaks because who have I been before your intro heals

to not need to helplessly hang around
the corridor of torture now enflamed my manhood

rages through my as yet wholly
unborn member on my march from the camp

to the altar of your knell in front of which
I wordlessly assemble &

once there don’t let me only learn
the rank & stature but above all

how the soil-pipe smell in the oil around the cream
across the voice with which you run me through &

a thousand thanks to you for this, stone-deaf, entirely
averted from me right into the balls of my ears

rolled up idol

AFWEZIGE GA NIET WEG

AFWEZIGE GA NIET WEG

Het laatste nieuws heeft ten slotte ook mij bereikt
Ik hoor hoe je springt naar m’n eerste plaats &

verhoord ben ik, toch al omhelsd door je
naam op m’n lippen, door je jingle

in de jungle van m’n dagenlang gespaarde haast
melaats makende drang naar de zaterdagnachtelijke

sjans met je black gelakte pracht als van dezelfde ouwe cake de week

breekt want wie ben ik tot je intro geneest

geweest om niet meer machteloos te hoeven
hangen in de martelgang nu gevlamd blaast

m’n mankracht door m’n nog helemaal
ongeboren geslacht op m’n mars van het kamp

naar het altaar van je klank waarvoor ik
woordloos samenschool &

laat me daar niet alleen
leren de rank & de rang maar boven alles

de stank van het riool in de olie om de room
over de stem waarmee je me doorboort &

duizend maal dank zeg ik je daarvoor, stokdoof volledig van me
afgewend tot in de ballen van m’n oren

opgerold idool
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PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ABSENTEE

The latest news has finally reached me too
I can hear you jump to my first place &

I am answered, while already embraced by your
name on my lips, by your jingle

in the jungle of the almost crippling urge
I saved for days for the Saturday night

flirt with your black lacquered beauty the same as old cake the week
breaks because who have I been before your intro heals

to not need to helplessly hang around
the corridor of torture now enflamed my manhood

rages through my as yet wholly
unborn member on my march from the camp

to the altar of your knell in front of which
I wordlessly assemble &

once there don’t let me only learn
the rank & stature but above all

how the soil-pipe smell in the oil around the cream
across the voice with which you run me through &

a thousand thanks to you for this, stone-deaf, entirely
averted from me right into the balls of my ears

rolled up idol

PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ABSENTEE

The latest news has finally reached me too
I can hear you jump to my first place &

I am answered, while already embraced by your
name on my lips, by your jingle

in the jungle of the almost crippling urge
I saved for days for the Saturday night

flirt with your black lacquered beauty the same as old cake the week
breaks because who have I been before your intro heals

to not need to helplessly hang around
the corridor of torture now enflamed my manhood

rages through my as yet wholly
unborn member on my march from the camp

to the altar of your knell in front of which
I wordlessly assemble &

once there don’t let me only learn
the rank & stature but above all

how the soil-pipe smell in the oil around the cream
across the voice with which you run me through &

a thousand thanks to you for this, stone-deaf, entirely
averted from me right into the balls of my ears

rolled up idol
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