LEDA III

A god swims into your life

all arrogant, divine beauty,

to create a legend,

leaving a wake of white feathers

to float away with the streaming

waters, 

            time flowing

towards the catastrophes

begetted

               from your own,

a path covered with eggshells

to the tumbling walls,

altars stained with blood,

history being made,

and women to be raped

and enslaved, 

                        sacrificed

in every meaning of the word

by men with plumages

on their helmets.

12.07.2026