HIGH-LEVEL ENTERTAINMENT

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High-Level Entertainment

Your body is again evoking ideas.
The crippled is walking in the fiesta.
Angels and demons are eulogizing your life:

- You thought the cloud mountain,
a tower piercing the sky, is a refuge.

- You exhibited your bears,
shuffling in the morning with their wet paws.

- And, oh,
you widened your vocabulary,
attaching more
… sin-sin, sin-sisin, sin-sin ... suffixes,
to the names of your bears,
to make them tinier,
to speak out, tease and savour words,
your way.

- You lightened up darkened souls
with a slideshow of you running
under a hail storm.

- And exposed triumphant lovers
on a screen across the horizon line.
And gave us a glimpse into the scene
of winged angels in robes,
ascending, descending
over abandoned factories.

                *

Now, a voice is telling you:
But you, the neglected,
can neither expand beyond the planet
nor create new colors,
for your hour has arrived
to throw the farewell party,
your project of momentary fashion show.

                     *

Isn´t this what we all desire?
To wait at a closed door
until rain falls and structures crumble.


Anwar Al-Ghassani
San José, Tuesday, August 10, 2004