Juergen Himmelstoff Poems

I do not live there anymore,
That place from which I came.
I am not hungry anymore,
To me this land is tame.
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As I was going
About the school in my
Habitual way I was almost
Rendered to dust by a van
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In the town, pigs abound,
After a recital of some
True Norwegian metal,
We go to town to get drunk...
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Far in the misty forests of the land,
A manifestation of a curse word
Is uttered for the first time by a
Fisherman returning home...
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Walking through the streets of
Might, a glorious feeling overcomes
The pale moonlight... the feeling
Of a thousand newborn sons...
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Going to listen
Auditory madness
See the bands, witness
Eternal Desecration.
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I have been in this land, for not even 6 weeks,
and already into local life I have peeked.
My little Nordic head is curious it seems
and is eager to discover what being English means.
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