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letra de biogony ii - years spent cold

now turn our gaze towards things long lost
ere the coming of socrates and christ
the silence of the blind bards
and the snaring of wild enkidu

behold primal waters
concealing that which first writhed
like hideous drops of onyx
in that winedark deep
there πόλεμος, father of all things
first wove itself into life
and so the living were never of one essence
nor two, but mix’d
in that muck, where nothing reigned
disparity was crowned
and soon, like crows streaming across midwinter skies
when night’s soon to come, driven thither to roost
knowing not why, but only thus
macht the vast hurtled down from the stars
up from deep trenches, and out from living tendrils
as a knot of roots growing ever outward
with no nexus, nor single shoot
but innumerable nodes

behold bios vying against itself
soldered in that oceanic kiln
as when thick winds converge
and roiling clouds turn green with anguish
as a funnel creeps downward
thus things did not remain
but were crushed ceaselessly under the hooves of time
from its own powder, ground like fennel in a mortar
then coagulated bios, and was crushed
and coagulated, and was crushed
then out from gyre’s center, whirling bios upon firm soil
a thing cast its gaze across the horizon
and, -ssailed, it spoke

behold ἄνδρα, a thing not quite, complete not yet
there he stands, beholding vapours aloft, ridges afar
forces delivered themselves unto him
and by force was he consumed
like cotton skein submerged in purpura
words came to him, and words he recalled
forces drew him north, and drew him south
and fastened him to all points
as rawhide stretched across a frame
far they cast him
and wherever he dwelled
force delivered itself unto him
and by force was he consumed

- years spent cold

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