the dancer Elisabet

elisabet’s soul

had legs like the darkest notes

in a violincel

with dancing feet –

 

but her father

with the blonde beard,

died,

and elisabet always cried –

 

her tears were large

and transparent like globes

of champagne –

and these tears lured

the men with the three-quarter souls –

 

and elisabet

gave each of the men

a large tear,

so that they could lay it

around their small hearts

and become great men,

like her father – |

 

but when she could not

love them,

they eventually went away,

(and beautiful, because they had

a champagne-tear around the soul)

and elisabet cried

and couldn’t dance,

when she didn’t love –

 

at last came

the handsomest of all men,

(lured by the tears),

the most wondrous poet

without soul –

and he loved elisabet

with his body,

which was wiser and lovelier than any soul –

 

but a night,

where elisabet for the first time

had danced,

she remembered,

that her father with the blonde beard

had had a great soul –

and then elisabet could no more

love the wonderful poet –

 

and he went –,

wild with sorrow

and took elisabet’s soul with him

when he went –,

elisabet’s soul,

which had legs like the dark notes

in a violincel

with dancing feet –

 

and the wonderful poet

were also loved afterwards –,

(because he was so wondrous),

but all of his life

elisabet’s soul lay in his chest

and cried its big tears –

and elisabet died,

because she no longer could dance

and love without a soul –