Canto X_Expectatio [Poem X, “Alle Ontologie”, Casa Vacía, 2023)
Music: https://suno.com/s/e6CZtJY6pTDvmX8l
Poem X
I have always awaited you –
But you never arrived
For you are always near
Like arrow without bow In the αγχιβασίην of timelessness
Rushing into words with semantical masks
Crumbs of mystical bread,
Meaning that Logos let Fall from His master-table…
The martyr doesn’t know
Whether it was His mercy
Or the hatred of centuries
Crawling around the corpses,
Premature creatures for which
Efficient cause was never found
Like solitary trees
That skillful hand engraved
On the tabula rasa Of our bended knees.

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