Herd blown hither and thither | Looking for a
sign | Of the next whence or whither | Where to
get in line.
And then it is all over | Now you suddenly | Are a
new kind of lover | One that drowned at sea.
That which is surviving me | Neither live nor dead
| Emptying into the sea | Stream-born severed
head.
door Nicola Masciandaro
tekstbron: suddENtity, ISBN-13: 978-1981952922, p.18
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Herd blown hither / Hooked high on silence
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