Book of Gaigemon Continues

Book of Gaigemon III

 

Above, a strangled herd of stars. You hunger
For notes. You can’t distinguish between

Grace and emptiness—bite the lips of both,
Tear ribs from fish, burn the lost headed

Man. What are you carrying? a boy,
Hunted, speaks from the stall, spine aglow

With snakes, with petrol, Let me carry your dead, he says—
Now it’s over, no one knows how to be born, where babies go.

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