Gustaf Munch-Petersen: The Lowest Country
he was found under the lemon trees –
he was forced into marriage at nineteen –
he lost his manhood at marne –
and he births eleven beggars –
the sincerity
in the run of fleeing elephants –:
your walk –
silent, free of hunger
your eyes sleep under the pharaoh brow –
and with lover-hands you serve coffee –
in café nuovo
men and women sit –
and the men
slams
the money on the tables –,
and the women sit silently –
and nino bows – |
and an evening america’s millionaire whore turned
towards her new millionaire
and screamed like a bitch –:
“go –!”
and helpless she bit
lobster-red nails
like a boy –
and nino’s eyes
slept a three thousand-year pharaoh-sleep -,
and the waiter nino bowed –