In the Dream Of
she is so far
speaking without hearing
and he passes between the days
of life
in the tremolos semi shadows
dreams her
but she is leafing through
another book
strewed with hieroglyphs
she wants to find out
and divines
on the entrails of sacrificial animals
the ancient priestess
but there is no future and time
he remains
like an insane stone
thrown at random
and the wind forwards him
in a dream of an edelweiss
Copyright © Bozhidar Pangelov | Year Posted 2011
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