“The Marble Guest” / Memorable Fancies #4299

[“When I sat on a camp stool in the garden in a black coat with a black flap hat I felt like a marble guest who had returned from times long past into a strange world.” – Daniel Paul Schreber, Memoirs of My Nervous Illness]

       If this were an opera, I would have begun to sing.

       I struggle to bring myself to life, to sing, to be flesh once more, for as long as I can sing;

       relapse into stone


       when the song is done

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