Utu Man (55) Descent

Дата: 13-02-2010 | 00:37:16

I leave my light-cored eyes
with other stars.

I leave my rustling hands
with other trees.

I leave my ether-nourished head
with other planets leaking gold.

I leave my whole body
to flourish outside this world.

Obliterated, I descend
into new eyes, and hands, and head.

My soul is no longer seen,
coalesced with a dull machine,

she lifts it up, in toil and pain,
to make it – maybe – me again.

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