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Assembled forces Around the heaven of the Moon The heaven of Gabriel the Holy Influences the beings Fragile to death Who can pull out the geese bird? From the clay *** Without breaking it Not the life’s ignorant disciple Nor the Sisyphean planetary orphan Neither the life’s exhausted ascetic A key-maker a treasury holder Yet I do want to embrace the whole Visible and invisible entities You may celebrate your prodigy And mock my naivety And immeasurable love I’ll do this until I dry As a dew Until I become a piece Missing from terracotta Kept for ages in the sand of Baghdad Where Shamash made crisps from The skin of the humans So they may think they’re Reptiles Red eye killers
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Apr 18, 2012
Apr 18, 2012 at 7:42 AM UTC
Terracotta
Assembled forces Around the heaven of the Moon The heaven of Gabriel the Holy Influences the beings Fragile to death Who can pull out the geese bird? From the clay *** Without breaking it Not the life’s ignorant disciple Nor the Sisyphean planetary orphan Neither the life’s exhausted ascetic A key-maker a treasury holder Yet I do want to embrace the whole Visible and invisible entities You may celebrate your prodigy And mock my naivety And immeasurable love I’ll do this until I dry As a dew Until I become a piece Missing from terracotta Kept for ages in the sand of Baghdad Where Shamash made crisps from The skin of the humans So they may think they’re Reptiles Red eye killers
fahredin-shehu
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fahredin-shehu
Albanian
Apr 18, 2012
Apr 18, 2012 at 7:42 AM UTC
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