Anselm Kiefer in Love

 

 

I have collected for you an old army boot

A root and some hair, a wet piece of wood

The broken remains of an emergency flare.

I have prepared an old tire and sandblasted some metal

To show you how much we're meant to be together.

 

I will collect a pile of dust and dedicate it to you

Broken labels, empty bottles and an old toothpaste tube.

 

You see, I am filling up space with what resembles your face.

And a glass box won't do, to hold my love for you in,

I need a tall giant space to put infinity in.

 

I have composed ten volumes of gouached artist's books

Isolated their shapes and the young model's looks

With a dot and a word, have prepared a rich crown

And comprised a whole world in a paint dolloped gown.

 

My room, a treasure box of unsightly odds and ends –

Here's the perfect place for my love to live in.

 

I will collect your eyes, your mouth, your heart.

I will trace your legs, where your mouth starts to part.

I will count the moles and reflect them with stars

So that wherever you're posed, I'll know just where you are.                                         printable