Exile Poem by Benediktron Stradsor
Exile
From this faraway,
my 'there'
which did not stay with you
carries its hour in your name
faithful stridulitrum repeating its deed
gnaw, gnaw the smoothest
oblivion i cannot reach.
I gaze to the hourglass
and you don't leave me:
I did not arrive here
I did not bring myself
I just let me come along
Saturday, November 26, 2011
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