“Autosec(x)uell”

automobile love
corpses in transit
lashes of evening skylarks
there, in the pit
a woman sighs, she drinks
tea, and thinks of Jimi Hendrix
he buys a Zamfir album
while backseated doorways
enter to open autosexuell
New German Model
beep
beep
kraftwerkian Autobahns
traveling ever inwards
automobile love
lashes of morning
magpies
something synchronized us
stewardess on a bright wing
child on a swing
concrete
pure
wild
gaze
while doorwayed backseats
circle the unknown waste
of a
poet, thinking of Jimi
Hendrix
someone makes tea for later,
someone says “it’s all you”
in the morning of evening of chance
we fly by
unpresent
somehow the bitter war ends
and a child throws down two arrows
representing
lovers
between us
on the beach, a sage
wanders
in endless
cosy
meanders