Zum vorigen Text - Zurück zum Inhaltsverzeichnis - Zum nächsten Text Ignorant love Going to kill my soft ignorant love for you Going to eat it with Ketchup and spy my stomach on you Hey babe it's me I'm going to kill you Let us play with our bones soft cell in grave yard leave message in paradise for you were the o n l y one I've loved Childhood You wash up your tears in the first morning light Looking out on the chimies Your friend in your arms, like a beloved woran Your Words fly out of the window Down into the deepest Grund of childhood The landscape outside of the window Appears like the landscape of your first railway- world made of Wood Now untouched by the wonder Of the existente of your two halbes: The witness and the playing child "Ignorant love" © Thomas Hecht (07/90)