Tuesday, February 19, 2019

Welcome, stranger oblivion Comments

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Welcome, stranger oblivion. Do not be
afraid to expand your black void round me,
magnification of the darkness behind
my eyes. Life which I held up like a mirror
to record an inverted truth,
precise in proportion
to the size of the frame, has cracked,
shattered, shards cutting the corners
of my mouth. Thus I bid you welcome, good
death, your name, my last bloody
word, your anonymity a fulfillment.
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Wilma Stockenström
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