Death of a Karaganda January
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Poem
The world swims into focus
And I pick the burden back up,
Smile and wave.
Through my special glasses, some days,
Is the only way I can bear it.
Drudgery has eaten a hole
Deep inside my soul.
I am become a number
In a sea of numbers,
Slave to a vampire
Working night and day
At the robot factory.
Feelings come out one by one
Striking my brain like pinecones.
I feel time tick slowly by
The future is but an illusion
The present, like a melting wisp of smoke
Is the one brilliant chance.
You remind me of this
With the blood you draw from my heart
One sharp needle-prick at a time
You wad the storm-clouds in my sky
Up like silken curtains
And turn up the sun.
First I shun the light and try to hide
But soon I succumb to the healing beams.
I am in pain but I must feel it to grow.
I’m still alive, I’m still here,
I’m still in love with you.
more by Lëaf Ednïwinga
photograph by Siyan Ren
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Love the way this one makes you think. I love the line; ‘ And turn up the sun’ 🙂