29 December, 2011


Shredded upward beside the pool

Unguarded and impatient

Delivered through the screen

The myrmidons

Glare at the clubfoot

And with unspoken stones

Throw their hunger

Through inverted flesh

Who is this boy raised up from Greece?

Who is his mother sold to Science?

Whether he tells or not his name

He is lying

He just screams as if proclaiming

A newborn land

A territory



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