Friday, October 14, 2005

IN PRAISE OF LESSER GODS VI

I drink to the asters of war
O.E. Mandelstam

Theirs was a disastrous love affair…
- That’s the best kind. Always leaves you free in the end.
- Though brings you such a lot of suffering.
How happened that both of us were left right?
- It will destroy all three of us.
- But you will live forever.
In accordance with the correctness of the first pair
may we conclude that the last sentence
rings as true as it is unfair?
And what were our last wishes?
- I fare you well.
- Farewell.
Afterwards: the warfare. Troy.

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