25 November 2008

2 (body)
implacable is even a light wind
let us try counting these seasons
and let us begin with shivers of fear
life lost in the product
of maintaining life
knowing the marvelous is not given
in waiting what is certain gets lost in the air
a body to be moved
because behind or beneath is a body
already dead of a servant

excerpt from "self-consciousness of a servant" by antonio porta.
drawing, august 2008