Odyssey of the Fly, Poetry
Leipzig, 2015
Preserving the old world,
Yet accepting its scion —
Two impossible acts
For the animal
Without arrogance,
Beasts of humble beginnings,
But not for these sepia giants,
Sandstone legends,
Sleeping soundly in death,
With babies on their breasts,
Chained up in Leipzig,
Wandering in the afterlife.
Monuments of war,
Masks set in sorrow,
Immortal within walls,
Enslaved behind ticket booths,
Tourist children clamber
Over their naked feet.