Blackeyed Art

Saturday, September 16, 2006

nowhere is a long way from here



And set AK fire to the shrieking winds This breatbreath of bronchial granite Revealed underneath the torn silken blouse Where landmines tore her moonraked promise Diseased craters the burst boils of a spent soul

taken from
There Is Nowhere To Go Mister
Dambudzo Marechera
Cemetery of Mind

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