El Cadáver Exquisito | Counterpart
El Cadáver Exquisito | Counterpart
by
Sombra
In my body you search the mountain for the sun buried in it's forest.
In your body I search for the boat adrift in the middle of the night.
Exactly as in a musical score, it is impossible to understand myth as a continous sequence.
...In another time that is now, listen to the footsteps of time,
inventor of places with no weight, nowhere, listen to the rain running
over the terrace, the night is now more night in the grove, lightning
has nestled among the leaves, a restless garden adrift-go in, your
shadow covers this page.
Throw away the lights, the definitions and say of what you see in the dark.
