Sanghata
My zeal and my wounds stay unanswered
Dreaming santon is scattered with sand
In the desert, the desolate friend
This fallow is burnt summer morning
The sweat and the ruin and the moaning
But self-pleasure in far-gone exhaust
So prostrated for all of the cost
(This sex was like the agony of gods and the eve of my night
where on the tarmac I had drank and sung with young malakias
in Old Jerusalem, where I did hail the thieves of night with
tambours - they come and go, just come and go from past to
nowhere as like the Yellow Arrow train that never stops and
never reach the station)
Behind my shut eyes it is raining
It's always pursuing and maiming
And I'm leaving the smile on your chest
As it bleeds and it floods the bloodfest
El mendigo del crudo amor
Just the moonrover taping the shore
Elseworld fragrance in dead morning haze
Touch of Grenouille's insentient gaze
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it's a joke as there exists a set phrase "tarmac meeting" implying a gathering of business or political swells on bord of some private aircraft or something))
Too many likes for this masterpiece!
just one question to make my reading clearer: does "the moonrover taping the shore" mean "measuring the shore"?
Thanks a lot,
best regards
Стальено 30.11.2017 18:03 Заявить о нарушении
And "the moonrover taping the shore" means "recording the shore on video tape" - there was Crispy's verse about the lonely moonrover I liked very much - and that is kind of allusion.
Here it is:
http://www.stihi.ru/2017/01/23/10757
Thank you!
with regards,
Вячеслав Карижинский 01.12.2017 00:56 Заявить о нарушении
As to moonrover now I see that I had wrong idea of "measuring tape" , thanks
Keeping myself out of boring traffic jams usual on mornings I have to come out earlier so bidding most affectionate farewell to you I remain
yours sincerely,
Стальено 01.12.2017 05:25 Заявить о нарушении