Return To Innocence
nobody stayed
to kiss the hand
thrust in
a handful of Earth
into the eyes
was left under the sky
which wasn’t left so much
anymore
crossed my hands
ran out
a cat was
eating up a dove
staring
eyes full of love
in the deep sack of
the fur
at a spider
stumbling drunkenly
over the dew
so little was left
came
all at once
lime on the faces
boiling wine in the cups
removed the furniture
bathed the baby
put it quiet
smelling of crushed poppy
onto the mother’s bosom
which there was
as much as the sea
the congealing ocean blood
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