Friday, March 28, 2014

walk through the woods


i walked in the woods, your dream garden
hoping to have a glimpse of your face
that i may lay at your feet my weight
caused on earth by trickery and cruelty

i searched for your soul in this Eden,
this forest where angels dance with you
but haunted also frequently by women
and men with premeditated brutality

i observed there the stinking human shit
the remains of an unidentifiable animal
the partially decayed corpse of a pig
and a deer hiding from this intruder

henry victor     25.05.2002

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