Loška Dolina*
Loška Dolina* -
where are my tears?
They have seeped
beneath stone riverbed - permeable
cheeks -
creeks leached well below deep-
riven cave systems,
unnatural flows that bleed lime-white,
join leaden streams, mercurial
aquifers that spawn strange,
sperm-like troglobites,
sly stygofauna.
One
day, all may emerge - further
downstream -
Gollum drawn to daylight against will -
altered queer haunted,
calcrete-milky, disgorged
and blue
with cold, shrunken,
yet,
ferrying
life.
...
*A municipality in Slovenia
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