Sieben Sünden treten in einen Kreidekreis, jede eine Stimme, die etwas nimmt, das man ihr gibt. Ein Ritual über Verführung, Verlust und die Stimmen, die bleiben.
I stood alone in a circle drawn in chalk,
The walls were distant, the sky was empty.
They came when the wind betrayed the grass,
They came in silence, one after another.
Seven paths, seven voices,
No prayer that still keeps them away.
No god who speaks,
Only their footsteps and their world.
The first arrived with a coat made of glass,
And did not see me, only his own reflection.
He spoke:
"I am your origin, your being.
Your heart beats because it knows my sound.
No gaze is higher than yours,
No name more beautiful than yours."
He gave me a mirror that never reflected,
Only blinded.
And I held it until I went blind.
The second crept in with eyelids made of lead,
Her dress green like mold upon gold.
She spoke:
"You have too little, you will never be enough.
Do you see what the others have?
You do not have it. You will not get it.
They have what you need.
And you must not leave them anything."
She counted my fingers,
And cut the sixth one off.
"Too much?" she said. "Or too little?"
She whispered into my ear,
A wish that never came to rest.
I wanted what never belonged to me,
And hated what I once possessed.
The third did not fall, he broke inside.
Steps like hammers, breath like iron.
He smelled of warm blood that would not dry.
And then he whispered:
"Tell me who broke you? Tell me now. I will repay it."
"Tell me who despised you, I will bring you justice."
"Tell me who did not value your love, I will break that heart."
"Tell me nothing and I will burn a hole into your silence."
He offered me fire, gave me no peace,
And a fist that knows everything.
I took it, struck out, but what I hit
Was never what I wished to destroy.
The fourth was already lying there and said:
"You are tired. And rightly so.
Why stand up when you can remain lying down?"
"Why speak when nobody listens?"
"Why hope when the day only repeats itself?"
I lay down beside her. Time passed.
Names faded like a gentle song.
I had nothing left that I wanted,
I forgot how it feels to exist.
The fifth laughed. Gold in his mouth.
No gaze, only pockets filled with more of me.
"Give me your laughter, I will pay you with pain."
"Give me your word, I will give you a castle."
"Give me your today, you will not need it anymore."
I signed.
And everything I had ever owned
Was suddenly no longer mine.
The sixth smelled of sugar, of smoke, of something nameless.
She handed me an apple, a chalice and a fairy tale.
"Eat, child, you are thin enough already.
Forget what you once were."
"One more."
"One more."
"It has never been enough."
I ate until I tasted nothing anymore.
I drank until I felt nothing anymore.
And when I thought I would burst,
She offered me another serving.
The last arrived naked, yet wore a hundred faces.
None of them were her own.
She spread her legs.
"Do you love her? Me? Yourself?"
"Or do you only want someone to see you?"
"Do you feel it or are you only pretending?"
I did not know where she began or ended.
Only that I trembled for a long, long time,
And did not know if it came from closeness or emptiness.
She kissed me, but without a tongue,
And I was no one anymore.
When they all left, I remained standing,
The circle remained and an empty gaze.
They took nothing that I did not give them,
But before I understood what that truly meant,
They were already gone.
Seven came, seven went,
But their voices stayed inside me.
And when sometimes I breathe in silence,
They speak through me. To you.
When they all left, I remained standing,
The circle remained and an empty gaze.
They took nothing that I did not give them,
But before I understood what that truly meant,
They were already gone.
Seven came, seven went,
But their voices stayed inside me.
And when sometimes I breathe in silence,
They speak through me. To you.
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