From the cycle GENTLER POEMS
YOU
TURN AWAY FROM THE WINDOW 
You turn away from the window.
That is something I must endure.
Crows fly behind you,
yet you notice nothing.
You
wait for your voice to come back,
but silence blazes
and pain bursts between us.
You will die, you will die.
What about these blind palms
burning out slowly, clandestinely?
I
dare not tell you
that I shall die.
Eternity will split asunder
and bewildered I shall stand
torn apart by these two
who are laughing low now.
You
turn away from the window.
To write down these words takes time.
It was yesterday, long ago,
that I saw you for the last time
turning away from the window.
Ever since this room has been falling into darkness.
And I spell out that awful lie, for ever,
that splinters the blood
and makes time falls on its knees.
Contents:
Jacob
The Challenger
It Becomes Obvious
You Turn Away From The Window
The Starry Centaur
Passers-By
From The Grey Angel (Nea):
The Grey Angel (1/2)
Salt and Death (1/2/3)
Grass (1/2)
Annual
Cycle of Walking (Deogae)
Narcissus' Wasteland (Deogae)
Excavation Of The Sea (Deogae)
New Home (The Beast And The Limpid)
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