Come

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Dissolving, Odd Nerdrum, 1965



Come

Look deep into my eyes and see me.
Can you hear my soul singing in pain?
Can you hear my heart beating in vain?
The mournful floods muddying my eyes?
Please leave me never, these ties
They keep my eyelids wide
At night with saline burns
And trenchant drops
And agony does not subside
In this void that forces our forms asunder,
Can you hear, I wonder
I have confided each atom
Billions billions recycled dust of star
In your graceful graceful hands :
I am losing touch with myself
Please meet me ever, these missing parts
They howl sick for home
Like the wolf of dawn
I will wait for you in the forest
Green and old
Come.

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