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Na hostine

На пиру

Raz princa Diega spánok premohol,
spadla mu hlava na prestretý stôl,
predtým však zhodil pohár zo zlata,
gombíky rozopol si na šatách.

Odrazu hľadí do priezračných vĺn
a na vlnách sa vznáša sklený čln,
v ktorom už dávno je mu s nevestou
súdené plávať cestou-necestou.

Široký priestor, žiadne hranice,
dva kruhy blčia ako zrenice,
no v dyme už-už vidno ostrovy,
kde tajné slová ktosi vysloví –
vencami z bielych ruží, čečiny
pán Ježiš Kristus hlavy venčí im.

Medzitým naňho vrhne panovník
pohľad. Tá slávnosť je len podlý trik:
na hruď mu bezočiví pajáci
krvavé kvety kladú v paláci
a nevesta tam túžbu ukája,
bozkajúc necudného lokaja.


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