Poems and stuff by Maté Jarai…
Poems and stuff by Maté Jarai…

…we rushed into this

November’s fire
might look like
end of days
apocalyptic / apocalypto
judgement day and all
those horses
or whatever your faith
or faithlessness
but it’s all ours –
judge the self only
against the self –
and the dawns
are glowy
like the stars
even if in this
onrushing dark
we only rarely
catch a glimpse.

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