(Tarot, Major Arcana 10)
By: László Aranyi
Our living space’s shrinking,
earth’s going crappy
a castrated Redeemer’s hanging around the morgue.
Washy, foamy spew pouring from his mouth, thick
like a horse’s rump.
The High-priestess raises her neck-broken head,
the Clown roars with laughter behind them.
The Magician’s crying.
Fixed in every alteration (since the agglomeration of
frozen still images
that we seem to sense are illusions also).
The wheel isn’t turning,
the question of the Sphinx is the cunning fabrication of Oedipus.
Growing red nipples culminate on trembling alabastrine breasts,
a frog’s bouncing on them to and fro,
there’s a juicy, steaming mouth of a cave
between opening thighs.
A dwarf-size, distorted faun crawls toward her on his four.
Fresh, floating honey scent alluringly penetrates
the full moon’s veil.
The dead cuddles up to the living.
The rotten kisses the living.
The first becomes one with the last.
The victor becomes the defeated.
Translated by Gabor Gyukics
Laszlo Aranyi (Frater Azmon) poet, anarchist, occultist from Hungary. Earlier books: (szellem)válaszok, A Nap és Holderők egyensúlya . New: Kiterített rókabőr. English poems published: Quail Bell Magazine, Lumin Journal, Moonchild Magazine, Scum Gentry Magazine, Pussy Magic, The Zen Space, Crêpe & Penn, Briars Lit, Acclamation Point, Truly U, Sage Cigarettes Magazine, Lots of Light Literary Foundation, Honey Mag, Theta Wave, Re-side, Cape Magazine, Neuro Logical, The Daily Drunk Mag, Unpublishable Zine, Melbourne Culture Corner, Beir Bua Journal, Crown & Pen, Dead Fern Press, Coven Poetry Journal, Journal of Erato, Lothlorien Poetry Journal, All Ears (India), Utsanga (Italy), Postscript Magazine (United Arab Emirates), The International Zine Project (France), Swala Tribe Magazine (Rwanda). Known spiritualist mediums, art and explores the relationship between magic.
Find László on Twitter @azmon6, and on Facebook @aszlo.aranyi.3