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do you envy you brother,
O the Red Sea?
do you envy your
that other brother?

of course, you do not;
of course - you do not...
why should you?
it would have been silly...

why is there, then
this feeling of -
mirth?
of -
moody glee?
of -
guilt restrained?
of -
brooding frenzy? -

emanating
from lucid waves

each time they hit me?
each time they
lap up my skin?

this year - it's you,
O the Red Sea;
but [i] wanted -
that other brother.

keep secretly licking my flesh;
ferocious - pump into concrete;
driving full force into stone -

futile.
you're not my lover.

(c)kRu, 06.09.10-17.09.10