…this song somehow produces sadness
to the person who reads it
and to the one who hears it
though we never hid it from anyone:
if the most beautiful songs
are naturally the saddest
songs written
for the moons
exception of the rule,
write it down,
are the songs written
close to a cataract
and others sung
on a sinking ship
while the siren with the dishevelled
hair accompanies it
and others sang
by a Kore with a harp
under the plucked statue
of an old goddess
and flooded
by the moons
close the blinds and listen to the passerby
the steps you hear
is the rising moon
think of the sea and go to sleep
think of lust and wake up
undo her hair
and flood it
with moons…

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