Monday, June 30, 2003


five years of wandering

through strange rooms

through hospitals

through uninhabited islands



how thin are the threads

that hold us together

with the world

how painful



the spider webs

dying to break free

exhausted

fevered



we run and run

searching for shelter

for a homeland



and our every step is documented

registered and evaluated

by the one

who follows us

and punishes

with silence, mishap, suspicion, hopelessness



(1980)



(Time to Transplant In Memory of Nijole Miliauskaite by Laima Sruoginis)

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