old reverberations

Sunrise Airplane

my task is very
          simple

observation
untroubled

the battle for
      satisfaction
is over

I’m resting my head on phenomena
like on the exposed
breast of my lover

open eyes
breathing

allowing the world
to play with itself

I move cloudlike
I think rocklike

keeping record of things
for this lost history of the soul

 

Modern Poetry

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