The
legendary discovery by Sigismund Freud
(also known as Golden Sigi)
and
no other
of the magnificent narcissism of human beings.

Containing a sleepy account of the
memory of his mother
rocking naked in the sluggish light
of the train
as she bent down to her bloomers,
her belly monstrous again.

The dreadful suffering of Golden Sigi
at the accomplishments
of his sister at the piano,
an outrage of wood and bones,
like a shipwreck
in their home.

The startling interpretation of his
illustrious destiny
in the witches of antique tragedy
and hermaphroditic eels,
all writhing, he perceived,
with envy.

The appalling treachery of
the anointed sons,
who swore on gold rings inset with
ancient intaglio
to give and forgive
him everything.

The final betrayal by Sigi’s mouth,
indulged with cigars and
nestled within a soft beard
barbered daily,
which began to suffer ingloriously
from rot.

Maria Takolander

CONTENTS: JUNE 2012