Leda
Eva Gerlach
you think a god is coming his wing
makes a kind of shadow I
you say and you are changed
You were just sleeping but now you can
never stop the shock even
if he hands you hat and whip bit and rein
like lightning rises with you, memory
blows off you where were you first casually
you stroke the down that is burning on you
Disturbing
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ReplyDeleteMood provoking but stuttering a bit. "if he hands you hat and whip bit and rein" is well wrought.
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