OBELISK

Smooth round, hard and black Obsidian inside me Smooth round hard and black Heavy inside me Smooth it's watered surface Suspended in my chest How it shines inside me More beautiful then the moon

See it grown small in my eyes See it in my eyes Small and black, a burned-out match See it in my eyes Flame flashes up and then is black Sheets of rain drive in the night Water rushes down the rill And can't turn back

I take out the obelisk It needs to press against To press against another one In this wintry night Oh in this wintry night Obsidian reflects the light How it shines before me Suspended in the air