Lola Rennt

A school requirement. Had to translate Run Lola Run to literary form and so I ended up writing excerpts!

Excerpts:

And you are not dead yet.

You and I, still breathing,

The tang of skin and sweat hovers over our bodies

Of too-white teeth and the stinging cigarette between your lips

 Inked beneath the blinds like limbs to shutters

And shutters to lids against a yellow sun, the dusk

Drenching us to sleep

 

And if you loved me

You’d answer properly the hows and whys

The best that didn’t come but your words

Sink into wrinkles lazy, unknown

Alien excuses, poor fumblings

Of a slow-eyed small paced two-bit dreamer

You’re a fool but 

I still love you anyway.

 

Twenty, uncurled

A nightmare sequence of endless screaming

The monster’s relentless mouth I trace

With the soundless falls of my feet

I am always barely there always

The ringing of history before my eyes and its shadows

Hang over the tv set, with bated breath

To bark at me, to stumble

Hear truths I don’t need to remember

Know stories of inimitable lives

And their infinite ends

The trails of a dream I cannot keep tracing.