Into the world that is forgotten
replaced by rational medicine,
I walk and watch, I look, I don’t talk;
observing without judging.
It’s not a dream, it’s not a fraud
formed by an illusionist;
I use my other skills to see,
leaving aside my earthly eyes.
A woman’s body is lying down
on a rocky flatbed.
She seems to breathe through
her diaphragm, but nothing else.
It’s like she had inhibited some
of her vital actions.
A kind of…