part 1 PROLOGUE
When your brother, who has no legs, but four pairs of hands, calls you to the swamp to find the offender, and you freeze and don’t understand what to do next, and your thoughts revolve around your unfaithful wife and her depraved body seems to you in the night clouds and her voice is heard in the rustling of the leaves of the revived forest
Audio poem with illustration
music by Arthur Mine https://soundcloud.com/deverze