Treasure Island

bjpafa Almeida

(first of May,1965 / Porto, Portugal)

Tears


Forced to run, my leg throbs while the ill come closer
Never thought I had to run from a suicide attempt
Usually we get an interview with the vampire Trist,
Who feeds on black souls with a touch of Skinner?
Jackes Lacam debated by Slazov Zizek at dinner
Reversing theories, drinking wine, kissing lips, atheist.

In the garden a gentle breeze allows the flowers to embrace
Theistic proof at the mess, Gregorian chants, a ray of solace
A child gives water to the soil, her mother gone, the church
Of stone frightening and giving her peace, the sun not enough light,
For her heart is wounded, her spirit touched by evil that will never be right.

Submitted: Tuesday, May 27, 2014

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