birds

"you exploit the branches and pour poison into the moon.

Solitary as a murder, you dwell in consciousness

conspiring against the divinities of birds...

You came to stay until death,

purple reflections from you limbs,

I asked but never learned where you found the dark,

you lock up your sound in secret streams

you alone, with the explosive voice of silence.

You came to stay till the far-off dawn,

you passed by bodies and are still travelling.

I know nothing of the weapon of oblivion." ~NIKOS KAROUZOS _" Woman..."

 

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