FIFTEEN
YEARS AFTER THE END OF THE SECOND WORLD WAR
ELVIS WAS SENT TO GERMANY
| Dreamers We didn't find her - she found us. She sniffed us out. The Fate she carried Sniffed us out And assembled us, inert ingredients For its experiment. The Fable she carried Requisitioned you and me and her, Puppets for its performance. She fascinated you. Her eyes caressed you, Melted a weeping glitter at you. Her German the dark undercurrent In her Kensington jeweller’s elocution Was your ancestral Black Forest whisper - Edged with a greasy, death-camp, soot-softness. When she suddenly rounded her eyeballs, Popped them, strangled, she shocked you. lt was her mock surprise. But you saw hanged women choke, dumb, through her, And when she listened, watching you, through smoke, Her black-ringed grey iris, slightly unnatural, Was Black Forest wolf, a witch’s daughter out of Grimm. Warily you cultivated her, Her jewishness, ser many-blooded beauty, As if your dream of your dream-self stood there, A glittering blackness, Europe’s mystical jewel. A creature from beyond the fringe of your desk-lamp. Who was this Lilith of abortions Touching the hair of your children With tiger-painted nails? Her speech Harrods, Hitlers mutilations Kept you company, weeding the onions. An ex-Nazi Youth Sabra. Her father Doctor to the Bolshoi Ballet. She was helpless too. None of us could wake up. Nightmare looked out at the poppies. She sat there, in her soot-wet mascara, In flame-orange silks, in gold bracelets, Slightly filthy with erotic mystery - A German Russian Israeli with the gaze of a demon Between curtains of black Mongolian hair. After a single night under our roof She told her dream. A giant fish, a pike Had a globed, golden eye, and in that eye A throbbing suman foetus - You were astonished, maybe envious. I refused to interpret. I saw The dreamer in her Had fallen in love with me and she did not know it. That moment the dreamer in me Fell in love with her, and I knew it. |

A long time ago I used to work for asda.com a subsidiary of the Wal-Mart conglomeration. Recently I was looking through old emails and discovered this. I must of made it and emailed to myself, I can't remember why. I think its an elephant in the desert.