The stone raft

The sun sets in our beautiful
land of the sunset, let it go
wrong, the voters shout

let there be a power failure
let the earth be torn and the dogs
be barking, let the sea roar

They dive and turn
like a flock of starlings
There is a system in it

that is difficult to influence
by directors, like birdwatchers
they explain the omens

After the great quake, countries break
off and they sail away, their cape cuts
through the ocean: a proud rock titan

full of rabbits and settlers
who hole up behind angry words
because it is so complicated

They want a course of their own
they want a new sun
The women are pregnant

Het stenen vlot  Das steinerne Floß