Isis's Lamentation
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Isis's lamentation
Osiris! you left your face above my vacant embrace. Your foreskin can't hide my veneral heartbreak. i can wear the shroud of Anubis only because i know sorghum and millet grow on your thighs wheat and rye grow on your eyelids, barley grows on your chest, corn grows on your back, and a marvelous fig tree grows between your legs-
Osiris! in the flooded Nile i can see you weihing souls but you lost your equanamity when seth cut you to pieces with the pieces with the blade of twilight, when you left me. |
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Osiris! How my back aches! it groans with the sevrity of the after life.
Osiris! Every night i hear the african wild dogs calico in their hunger, hunting, waiting for only a scent to feed on my flesh.
Osiris What would the moon do if suddenly the sun stopped shining
Osiris! You left your face here, so i have none. |
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dessins de Cécile Carrière
poèmes de Trevor Cunnington