Sopor Aeternus

It is strange to sleep alone, in a place no one knows….

As through the pipes the water fell, down to the bottom of the well….

Oh Saturn come devour me….

There is an old goat knocking at my windowpane…..

He’s the only human friend I’ve ever had….

The Bog

“He walks in the mud, moves aside the reeds
No clapping of wings, no motions around
Just the singing wind in an ominous silence

I’ll take you down there”

(Bigod 20, “The Bog”)

cobra lilies (carnivorous plants)
skunk cabbage
tree roots

Polaroid photographs © Dver 2021