for Georg Trakl
wolf moon
standing high in the sky
I hear it
howl in my blood ...
eyes upon the dripping
head hit
by a train of thoughts
lost
a stranger among
white ruins of words
one deep gaze
into the blue of night
spurs me
at war against flesh
I am he who is apart
June 2010 issue of LYNX
Special Feature: Selected Poems for the Third Anniversary of Russia's
Invasion of Ukraine
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*I think I have the power to end this war, and I think it's going very
well. ... you've been there for three years,... You should have never
started it. Yo...
