Sviatoslav Zhabotynskyi

moon is floatingĀ  on black woman...

moon is floating 
on black woman

 

in a mine of light 
people are mining 
prayerful touches

 

drunken chronicler 
writes history of skin 
that lives outside

 

in the night 
there is something dark 
like strong wine

 

blocks of thick sky 
crushing pines and skulls

 

to be alive enough 
to feel the touch