Solace / In the dense of winter rain / sacred is the ritual / some ruins of Sarajevo / Dim in the attic, where the sign Of Time alone is daydreaming on its own / someone whispered: Anima, animus; You were The Truth / upon whose hands do we seek redemption? / a far off Nostalgia swallowing her own Black Orchid’s nectar / withering with the seclusion of dreams & the space without / Far From Anyone, lamenting the furthering of the animal body swooping like a melancholic anonymous / sending the Sonar of the soul’s murmur in her own blueprints / Reaching out into the Lucid sound of My Love echoing / Losing herself into the Groundhog of memento / The World Can witness Mÿ forwardness: to the Memories that used to wait for you to paddle, to row your boat home; now I watched it drowned with you —
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© D C de Oliveira || July 16 2021|| Friday 8.49am
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