verse –sediment of nausea, “The Second Birth Of Tragedy”, Leila Samarrai


verse –sediment of nausea

I blossomed in the hollow of bitter courage
On a feast – with abundance, wisdom, beauty

Like a satiated Erot taste me of
Plato’s plate
Crush me with finger tips of oak
And with the milk of mother finish my body.

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