Sunday, 9 February 2025

Naked eyes

 

Naked eyes see the city sink 

like a nylon stocking through the waves of sea

will you take me there

naked eyes survey the city 

from the tower room's copper roof

will you take me take me with you 

will you take me there

naked eyes

while the drowned still breathe

the deep-frozen sperm will ooze out

naked eyes you see yourself getting gills

while the city curls 

will you take me there

together like laundry in a washing machine

do your fox accounting

the membrane over your naked eyes 

muffles the city lights 

roaring like old soap shavings

do your fox accounting

naked eyes 

will you take me there

while the drowned still breathe

cool your naked eyes.

 

The suffering will culminate

like a skinned dog

the city roars today's race of soles

the sound clears away the soap scum

and the city rises drenched 

from the sinking of the wasted souls. 



























 

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