Isabel Szurlej Poems

Once upon a time sailing ship
Was beached on ghostly island.
Helmsman William Lee was that special
Who didn't die in the wreck
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Enclosed rings whirling around and
Uncertainty yanks guts of demons.
You and me crucified by blackness, breathing hard
In the coldness from the moon.
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Gates open on every side in countless number
Of ancient temples where the nearby altars
Take away from sinners what was mortal.
Hands clasped to the breast in prayer,
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Pain is a separate soul,
Soul of the abandoned world.
It approaches from land burned with fire,
Spreading an uncertainty.
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