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Prayers to Death

Prayers to Death

Published May 9, 2023 Updated May 9, 2023 Offbeat
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Prayers to Death

 

Every morning my body takes form

but in Casablanca, I left my soul

now I just torment myself while

the fragments of the past cut a hundred wounds

on the surface of my veins; because I miss you.

 

I wish to forget the forced departure

when I pulled the knife out of your soul

through the exit wound, and finally the last question hits:

did we even live before death?

 

You don't have to replace your heavenly

body, and I can remain your enthusiastic

admirer, the only problem is that time has run out between us

and it has already shattered everything...

 

We are split into pieces of matter

locked in the half-life, consciousness annihilated

while I forget myself, existence; the delirium

caused by your youthfulness

and I just stare at infinity.

 

/Róbert Nagy/

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