there is this radiant mountain

this wondrous, enthralling fountain

and as the castle looks upon the land so barren

and the blissful awe of calm rises

in a wind of instant thrill

with a force of grotesque beauty

one two three four five

countable winds

shrill and immense

loud noise and bursting

thoughts suppressed,

now taken aback

who put that there,

this racing track

Ilic, Aleksandar & Krebs, Anton: Poems for a Simulacra (2021)

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