taste of cherries
a girl on a swing in an orchard
stars cherries in sweat
on a cold night sky
above a yolk window
of a summer house
how empty is the cosmos of childhood
higher, higher higher - a little girl
i am begging your stars your cherries
your sad ancestors in a yellow window
of the centuries passed
higher!!!
higher!!! - til your swing reaches
your womanhood
until the star gets overripe
until the ancestors fall silent forever
until the swing stays suspended
l in a slow unraveling
of your memory
please just a little bit higher
just one more time
and i won't ask you again
how empty is cosmos
taste of cherries
April 14. 2010
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