The two stanzas below were found among the papers of Jimmy Bang since deceased. There are several unnamed poems which seem to be written in German or Germlish and using translation program back to English, back and forth like a really good game of horseshoes, a real kick in the pants.
I lift my match
light my cigarette
I am unknown from the
a life completely forgotten
in the Old Home I am heavy
allien my body everything rotten
un so sit i dout in the way
Tomorrow it will be weider tomorrow
Yeder day make sunshine
against my heart
Do not hoard oneself, the light
I’m on myself
say after once
I close my eyes
Mozart and my Heiland
Have left me,
So I think pray
to a stranger
again to Camus,
the foots in the other shoe.