After a spent day, I
walked back in a fever.
The whole way home
the sun touched my cheeks.

The blissful evening glow
spread across the meadows
and I called this light
the blood I shed.

My hot burning blood lay
consoling the entire world.
So I walked with pride--
Now that all was tilled.

I didn't know what was happening,
I leaned against a fence post,
in my blood that covered
the meadows near and far.

Author: Robert Walser

After a spent day, I<br />walked back in a fever.<br />The whole way home<br />the sun touched my cheeks.<br /><br />The blissful evening glow<br />spread across the meadows<br />and I called this light<br />the blood I shed.<br /><br />My hot burning blood lay<br />consoling the entire world.<br />So I walked with pride--<br />Now that all was tilled.<br /><br />I didn't know what was happening,<br />I leaned against a fence post,<br />in my blood that covered<br />the meadows near and far. - Robert Walser

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