13 lipca 2022
The Sunday Ritul
Belong to yourself in―
green flames and wait for
the hibiscus of September.
Meanwhile you will
break the silence of deathless
moon. I will watch the dark
night till then.
The yes woman walks
on water. I stay on the shore
to see the bones drown.
It was great worthy of the
digitalis. Fingers of gloves
will measure the beats of heart.
Attending the funeral was
waste. You will rise again
from ashes to beat revenge.
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