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painting Luciano Prisco figures walk. 2020

death still
life

blood burning
mouth

lips
once kissed
teach torment

in valley
sugar
& spice
slaves

(slaves sing
through this
threnody)

so serpent said

narrator
not here
in hell

you
&
you
who
i & i
who

who

who
taught you terror
wait
under tree

for your shadow
speaks
with other
tongue

tongue tells
death diligent

kiss horizon
before
it end so

just so
it ends

it ends so

hear horse
praying on precipice
calm as night

still as night
night still
as death

last vigil
so sweat
secret
body of earth
cold

so cold

you turn back
to sea

turn back
to sea
run

silent as birds
breaking

in heaven
absence
& ash
blood knows

drink from pool
memory
of blood

in no time
it ends

it ends
listen to horse
as it follows
you in valley

go

go for gloves
so stained

you have forgotten
where you are

echo betrays
so stones sing
song of songs
savage flowers
feed

(god gone
with captain
on ghost
ship)

nature knew
from beginning
being becomes beast

beast from beast

forgotten ferocity
of embrace

(ships sail)

timber
& chains
skin
& song

night
on knees
now
& forever

go to garden
no

no

no

go to garden
abandon all
that
is not great
so small

so small

since setting
off

off
since you came
into being

hands of storm
held tight

go to garden
collect leaves

if it is
last thing
mud makes

vein to vein
wind
& rain

light from sea
darkens
day ends

days
at an end

over
& done

but you knew
that

when horse heaved
tremble
tumult tender

serpent pities plea
out of breath
broken
slaves
& spice

turn your back
to sea

souvenance

serpent speaks
so softly

so softly

irrevocable

sleep gone
once
& for all

silence sense
less
breath

last dance

smell shadow
is it not
forbidding
forgetting not
at hand

(débris defines divine)

so saliva
sea
sperm
& sweat
stains

death being
being

run to ravine
run

sleep sense
less

source
sugar
& slaves
vein to vein

go to garden
go

close
so close

go to garden
speak to stones

there being
no promised land

go to garden
speak to stones
sing

painting - © Luciano Prisco figures walk. 2020

Christopher Barnet

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