Art by Gareth Humphreys


 

 

The World Lies Down on its Back
by Peycho Kanev

and lies down on its back and waits
for me to penetrate it
but I sniff at the stench
and say to him:
child, ah, you are only child 
and outside on the street the little girls
are playing, not yet turned into women
crazy enough to break down each man 
me? 
        I am thinking about the paintings of Caravaggio
        looking at the left hand
        and remain silent to the right.