Ghazal

alternately written.
Werner Reichhold / Jane Reichhold
October 1999

The unfinished sentence of hers, the sound, the broken detail;
wish I were the silkworm's thread in her skirt interwoven.

Madonna in adobe simplicity as a radiant glow
without words the questions solve the interview.

Mermaids polishing kelp, the shimmer in their palms;
come calm night and twinkle, I beg you, interstellar.

Rice powder, kohle and red henna
cosmetics create the alternative interface.

"Wireless death", the cellular's squeaky voice;
for the psychiatrist's memory: sofa and blood interlinked.

Scared but happy now that they were alone
the brother and sister found their ties an interference.

On the rivals' peacekeeping horizon new rivalries;
the silence, the pain with fast-building cell colonies internally.

Buried in paper work, the end of the millennium;
the actors on the stage missed the official interment.

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