2007-05-28 Laika: Anton is an interesting man. I've written a lot about him. 2007-05-28 Ash: He really does sound interesting. This is very well written. I'd love to know how you though of this in such and order. It's like flashbacks. Very cool. 8/9 The Rater's Guild 2007-05-28 Eleanor: It's very beautifully written. 2007-05-28 Laika: Fixed a typo. These are in chronological order, actually. "she" and Lily are two completely different persons, "he" is always Anton.[Laika]: 661.Contest Entries.Concer
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in his dreams he's a shadow in the moonlight, barely visible
he'd rather not be at all, so gray
that the black and the white would erase each other
all light sucked in and reflected out equally
and he'd be invisible, nobody would sit on his chair
his house is a world under water
when it fills his lungs he's relieved
lighter
Second movement - Storm children
her lips tickle on his temple
this draught has traveled a long way
it will not stop here
she rocks him gently in her arms and tells him
a navajo woman said in a dream: your spirit is the wind
don't fear, child
his spirit must be land -
he feels how the river rises
water comes and covers
Third movement - Anton and Lily
in the dark he forgets to move
the sheets are unfamiliar, smoother
when next to him lies a drowsy flower
beautiful, beautiful, and the smell
he could die, if only -
or maybe he died already, yes
these kinds of things don't happen on his lifetime
- and suddenly falls asleep
he dreams of dragonflies, orthodox churches
lightning strikes on the beach cliffs
next to him purrs a drowsy lily
nails stroke his wrist bone
like a cat sinks its teeth in the neck of a mouse
he hears in his dream how it cracks