Don't tell Death and the Maid
There's a shadow around the fruitless sea
Like a beggar with three florins don't know what to spend with
The garden is serene the trees are all fine
From dawn to dawn from door to door
From this door dashing toward each other
Recoiling in foetus positions
It's days like this I wonder Death and the Maid
How thrilling it is to collect both of them
To fix my broken mirror
To keep love alive
To dance around the house like three graces
To live along the heartache
The only thing Death brings is the long moment
Only the Maid is singing What is a Youth again
Who by the dim lit fire
Who in dark water
Who in the forest of Fates
Who in solar power
The day went away in laundry duties and courte durée
We were fletching in Bernini and Bellinis
Pity not to have made something more
I took a polaroid on threesome
August 2023
By Aran Meredith
