Poezie

trilogy

prranks 7

1 min lectură·1 septembrie 2007

Mediu

when you point your tongue

at me and down go your masks

I can see the sun in your face

and quickly go blind

then

your box with smiles

opens its fan and the star

climbs another street

up to that lip where grandma

is washing her tumblers

actually this is the promised

orchard. The Blind man will

pick up an apple and will

count your shapes with

his white club

maybe your body will sing

so that the mouth of the

game wouldn’t close

maybe……….

0614.104

felix nicolau. “trilogy.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/felix-nicolau/poezie/1742201/trilogy

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