Trafika Europe 9/10 - UK in Europe

matthew duggan

Elegy forMagdalena

Our time on this earth was so short only those guardians of light forbid our love; we held the battle lights against those who had cursed our carnal beginnings. We only heard the thunder – never the rain just seconds of light illuminating gardens

like flood lights that pitch a main stage in white sheets. We were dancing against the tide where no God, Man, Papal Master could bury love in the reckoning; Where bare light preaches in monstrous dark until the shallow sound of light does break. Our lips locked – electricity soared from tongue and stranded soul.

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