Burning Tears Poem by Earnest Eggert Willow

Crystal, Crystal?
Are you falling?
Heart, Heart?
Are you breaking?

What shall he say?
How shall he say?
Is there a second way?
or the hell as end?

What shall she do?
What shall she think?
Is there a true reason?
or the end of the hell?

The sky falls always
though supported by strong arms
'till Atlas tumples
One or the?
Apokalypse

and his tears were burning like fire
on her skin, cold as ice

He noticed it did not work
She noticed he wasn't there
He noticed she did not leave
She noticed he wasn't there

Full of fantasy
into the future
started and taken off
just before the crash

(original in german, translated by the author)