Kiel Estebla Ĝi

La maldolĉa
disigno
por la tut'
sur la pupuito
en via ĉambro

kaj la plej basa put'.
kaj la futuro
estas voblatas
sur la punkto

de mia gorĝ'.




[How Can It Be

The bitter
design
for everything
on the desk
in your room

and the deepest well.
and the future
is wobbling
on the point

of my throat.]

Ending

Abilitating violence
across the world and nightly
from your scarcely
floating yellow raft
upon the sea.

Your ability
to digest solids
while on a diet of water.
You couldn't possibly.

Your generously offered
tears. Surrendered
and asunder
displacing water.

[The images replay]

The images replay
something new
in the recessed caverns of
your hardwood paneled living room.