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In my time of sickness
written on may 13, 2025, a translation
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Aflame in sleep, do dream of me,
My suicide scatter'd on ocean's floor,
Whilst weeping waves that crash and flee
Hold my mass forevermore
I pale, my face grows faint as chalk,
I shrivel in hunger and so my breath ceases,
Upon my carrion so many angels flock
To pick on my flesh and rip me to pieces
Confess me as my vision dims
When I succumb to fever's hold,
When nightmare's blunt and bloated limbs
Are poised to turn me cold
Oh father saint, I'm but a bruise
I crawl in sores, in wounds so raw
Yet gazing in my eyes you choose
My bloody heart to eat and gnaw.
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Ciprian-Paul Socoliuc. “In my time of sickness.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/ciprian-paul-socoliuc/poezie/14189873/in-my-time-of-sicknessComentarii (4)
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