To PRC
I think of you
in my frigid loneliness,
in this separation
which gives me
visions of your
scared flesh and the
purgatory I unleashed
upon us; in
your mound
of Venus I
see the lonely isle
Dante ascended
on his path
from Hell to Heaven -
but we,
guided by no Virgil,
but my folly,
are descending
to circles of the damned.
20.-23.11.2020
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