On this Tuesday 13 March ‘18
His mind still wandered about
The treetops near the famous
Village of poets and learned men
When he washed and dressed
Swallowed a peeled orange
Some gooseberries in colourful
Composition in a glass bowl
With some amber drops of honey
Raisins and nuts to round it off.
B already fell into her scalding
Monologue
Wishing him a good trip
Although he had told her
That he has to see surgeon S
For taking X-rays.
When lying on the X-ray bed
He thinks of his father lying on
A stretcher destined to fix him
Up for hard labour in Stalin’s
Gulag.
As much as Canetti hated Napoleon
The artist hates Stalin
Who discarded the rights of prisoners
According to the Geneva Convention
He gave a damn about.
PIG.GIP
zoltanzelan
ZJG-POetry’18.