Sétálok körbezárva, lassan
magamba nőve, majd szerteágazva a külvilág felé megint.
És mindez idő alatt és mindenen keresztül
a levegő mozdulatlan
Minden lépés könyörtelenül visszhangzik
avar gyomra, rozsda, mindegyik lélegzik.
Bár gyantacsordultig hegyezem füleim
egyetlen hangot sem hallok.
II
and when he finally taught himself how to speak,
long after they'd stopped marking the years,
at last he could tell those wry feet not to drag,
at last he'd have a use for his ears
the way that he would hold his tongue, though, was crooked,
and with every word that he said
the taste of the blood of the language he'd taken to
splintered like glass in his head
hoping, as he listens / for a storm
for all to be
broken, in the distance, like dawn
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