Here there is no island dream…by G. Mramor


Untitled(Ocean) 1970 bu Vija Celmins
Untitled(Ocean) 1970 bu Vija Celmins

 

Here there is no island dream. There is the water and the beast

Who follows me beneath. Beast Colossus, the one who does not

Sleep but lives beyond me. Disperse like the snowdrift clouds.

Silent like the long worn face disenchant in the stars. Undying

like the lie spoke before me.

 

Two holes burned in the skull to witness the light break. Two

Burning holes to learn and a cut across the face a trap for the

Choke of flesh and sound. Your words are fever and damnation

is the ghost in your skin.

 

Smacking wet skin twaddling sounds he says are my names. Black

The soak of the beast he says is my first. Fever this island dream

He says shall be my last.

 

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