Foreign Film
We travel between horizons
you and I in linear e-motion
one word after the other
one space to the next
Upper and lower case
wishing they were one
You: rearranging sentences
on the Titanic
Me: mopping the decks
You: the version originale
Me: with subtitles
running across my forehead
In Truth
we are spiraling through one another
invisibly
In Reality
we are sinking to new heights
Wherever we are
is somewhere we have never been
Perception is like that
can take you somewhere new
without you ever having left
You and I
are somewhere
we have never travelled before –
our random borders opening
to a world of shifting senses
Nothing is as it seems
Nothing is. As it seems.
(All is lost in translation
unless
you read between the lies)
Even now
lipsinking under you
with Webster's unabridged
I wait for your warm definition
to re-kindle my meaning within
Passion's tides –
breath's surging surf crashing in my head
A viscous rim of moon glistening
on my breast The Milky Way
on your native tongue
The blur of our arrival
the soft moan
of our black swollen sea
left
unspoken
Antonia Alexandra Klimenko is a former San Francisco Poetry Slam Champion and is widely published. Her work has appeared in (among others) XXI Century World Literature and Maintenant: Journal of Contemporary Dada Writing and Art archived at the Smithsonian Institution in Washington, D.C. and New York’s Museum of Modern Art. She is the recipient of two grants: one from Poets in Need and the second the 2018 Generosity Award bestowed on her by Kathleen Spivack and Joseph Murray for her outstanding service to international writers through SpokenWord Paris where she is Writer/Poet in Residence. Her collected poems On the Way to Invisible will be published in Spring of 2021.
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