Migration of Soul Animals

Endless changing slide projection on sheepskin, 2001

galloping on stories

following the traces of memory

shadow creatures jump under my eyelids

game pass coat change

snow is the colour of the cold

frostbites are blue

the old woman applies the salve

the bird flies in the system of co-ordinates

on this side of the world and beyond it

where the red dragon slips out of the earth

it set spurs to the story

at the zenith the bird swings his yellow feathers

the dried up salve it too tight

I can almost touch a snake

but scales fall feathers grow

dry salve dry magic

here on the black horizon

the feathered animal disappear

Northeast Southwest wiped off the skies

swims like silver in my tears

the bird as a fish



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