Suakin is a pitiful pile of rubble
supposedly a poem to/about this place... rather a lament, i'd say.
here's watching you, baby
protecting heritage
out of sea. soon back in the sea?
an apprehensive beauty here...
...two apprehensive beauties there.
morbidity has its charm. and people also go to Venice to see it wither, don't they?
every empire crumbles (see the canon)... in more or less dignified circumstances.
morino - 3. Mai, 16:29
