Vietato


 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

La Traviata by Rafal Olbinski
 

Corrugated craving
crawls
unfamiliar theatre,
fingernails torn raw.
 

Hollow hungered malady
peeling lost harmonies.
 
 

Arcane arias
shared,
bared,
juice-lipped,
exploring loose-hipped,
caramelised landscape.
 

Soprano slips,
glissandos tenor pitch,
fingering the rise and fall
of aching arpeggios,
double-helix crescendo
blistering the limits
of a supple libretto tongue.
 
 

Trembling;
 

seismic,
semi-nude serenade
quietly
falling
from the grace note.
 
 

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