Is it life?
Ludwig meets Phillip.
A hedgehog gives me a handkerchief.
You will die is cast: iron nails run in.
What slipshod snack shop!
Approaching an abandoned van.
– thy second-hand kingdom come –,
retired to his vanishing point, a castle,
battles with water colours: thy will be done.
Enjoy the silence of the horses at the railway station!
Cheap day-return on horseback!
Too much colour, too much dolour,
incorporate of soda. One teaspoon never boils.
And you will die is cast.
(Georg Neureither, Präzision des Schweigens, 2023, S. 37)