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Poems by Inchiki
Slowly, Deeply, Badly
βραδέως, βαθέως καὶ κακῶς
Slowly, Deeply, Badly
I dug
that great old fern before
somewhere in the late Pleistocene
remind me fern
from what are we here?
tell me -
before you waste, waste away
"O Man
despot of the Anthropocene
your mother is a corpse
cremate her on the bed she lies
in your bones
her wisdom is encoded
is it noon?
Kronos lifts slowly
the dice laden hand
not one of us
disembarks alive"
