I levitate above my bed
with all those dogs clinging to my feet
eyeless, toothless, headless
the blue flowers on my white
bed sheets burst red
the fishermen around
read the future in dingy scales
I walk in these bare streets
dragging words behind me
heavy like carcasses
crying: listen!, listen!
but I hear no echo
just a flattering of wings
behind barred windows
I climb the walls of my bunker
pull at roots, filaments and fur
choke with the smell of burning flesh
cover my eyes with barbed wire
aghast at seeing the signs
branded on the festering cortex
of an army of mutants
I wrote the poem “reading the signs” during my involvement with the protest movement against the massacre of stray dogs in Eastern Europe in the last few years. It has some shocking imagery, but the reality was much worse, so I think it is important to use writing to raise awareness and motivate ever more people to join the protest.
© Aprilia Zank
3 thoughts on “Reading the Signs”
I agree. This needs attention.
Thanks for raising awareness, Aprilia. I’ve signed countless petitions and donated to SoiDog Foundation, among others. So many people don’t even know about the horrors these poor animals face. Thank you again!
I think this raises awareness not only for dogs, but for all animal abuse situations. There was this photo circulating online at some point, in which there were a huge shark and a man in diving suit, and the text on the photo was something like “This is the most dangerous animal in the world, responsible for millions of deaths each year. By his side we can see a white shark swimming peacefully.” Now, putting aside the irony, the truth beyond it is awfully harsh, and it should become history (even if terribly shameful history for the human race).