the shadow's knife
has sneaked around
the summer's
semitropical
starting gate
and brushed my heart -- i shiver
my shoulders missing the scarf
of
your full arms
look
i am a shadow
really
let your slim frame
pass through
like Moses through water
the strong Moses
and crazy Jesus poor guy
are my ancestors
wlodzimierz holsztynski ©
1992-04-28
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