from resurrection to sunday
we cross off dates on the calendar
waiting for salvation
it comes in an appearance of mountain air
in the gas chamber of a city
drag stones up to the summit
rub against steel sides
tracks left on the neck from a tight collar
under quilted clouds
© Aigerim Tazhi. By arrangement with the author. Translation © 2012 by J. Kates. All rights reserved.
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