Life Resumes in Guernica
Visions of eternity swirl before me
drunken kings, beheaded queens, horses flying
Visions dance, sing, piercing bells ring, insects dying
O, grandfather warned me not to do that…
I lie suspended between worlds, neither parallel
nor parallax – which my geometry teacher could never
explain, anyway – so be it, Amen
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