Smoke

by Marius Surleac

Published in Issue No. 192 ~ May, 2013

don’t steal this moment from me

I want to shape it after your likeness

light it and step within the smoke

that dared to come over you

 

I’ll dip the ash

in the mere that reached my knees

I will brush your eyebrows

on a booklet of clay – so you can waft them

in the empty pocket on the chest

 

with every heartbeat

fine particles will penetrate through skin pores

will give birth to embossed tattoos

that will carry you

slowly

slowly

toward death

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Marius Surleac was born in Vaslui, Romania in 1982. He is a physicist. He is pursuing his PhD in Bioinformatics and Structural Biochemistry at the Romanian Academy, Bucharest. His poems and prose have appeared in journals such as Convorbiri Literare, Hyperion, Conta, Tiuk, Oglinda Literară, EgoPhobia, Feedback, Singur, Algoritm literar, Subcultura, Ecouri Literare, 13 Plus, Cuib literar, Dear Sir (Austria), Novo Slovo (Serbia) and Atlas Poetica (US), among others. He also appears in three poetry anthologies and one prose anthology. He participated with poems to the ”Muza Poetike” symposium, Tirana, Albania, 2010. He collaborates with writers from Romania and abroad and has translated into Romanian, poems of Marc Vincenz and Valzhyna Mort. In 2011, he published his first poetry book called Zeppelin Jack (Herg Benet publishing house).