Life is translated as 'one one more time'.
A string of beads duplicating one another,
to a difference so subtle it can be safely ignored.
Not all are dead,
not all of them.
Some are,
and some aren't.
Hanging loose on a string
becoming tense and rigid at a moment of another birth.
I am he that speaks in the intervals.
I am the seals on the income and the outcome,
the sealsman said.
Dancing in your skin,
thousands of mummies and daddies transcend one another,
to a difference so subtle it can be safely ignored,
one more time.
21 декабря 2017 г.
One more time
© Copyright: Андрей Тюков, 2017
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