Purity Poem by Domnica Drumea
Purity
Purity
the day out of which I don't want to rise
like out of an icy casket
I will die with my heart dry and old
like the hearts of all people
I read about purity
it is the only thing that can take any shape
and can also destroy it
just as my brain
destroys apathetically
any command sent to the hand
prepared
to caress
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