maanantai 24. huhtikuuta 2023

ON THE ONE HUNDREDTH AND TWELFTH DAY OF THE YEAR

Sometimes it happens that you come away
from reading the words of the dead
with a copy of their death mask
slipped on your face,

and you write words
they might have used, and
the subject is one from their oeuvre,
and the tone is theirs, but the theft is yours.

23.04.2023


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