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Russian New Year with Gurdjieff


She insists she feels better

but after she runs

up the long staircase

to her first floor bedroom

quickly without

holding the banister

Katherine collapses.


Moonlight catches

blood from her mouth

like flickers of fire –

hand to her lips, she coughs –

bright arterial flames

gush from her lungs

I believe …


She burns with heat,

fever, drags each breath

through bubbles; her whole chest

boils, constricted, she feels

nothing can expand,

her heart must crack

I believe … I am going …



her fine privacy invaded

viscose blaze

burning through her fingers

there is no more

famous author

just a frightened child

eyes wide

… to die …


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