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Unhomely Women

1 min lectură·13 octombrie 2012

Mediu

Tired City reflected in empty eyes

You force yourself on dishevelled bodies

Inhabit their sexes and crush them like insects

Their pangs never heard, their limbs never found

I loiter through darkness and seek my own place

Through the rain laser eyes undress me

Devour my flesh, desacralize My home

That I buried inside me in a small dirty box

I long for my mother, the warmth of her bosom

For a place to rest the weight of my wounds

I yield to the cold night and as it swallows me

I dream of red Christmas and kisses

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Ivan Ana Maria. “Unhomely Women.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/ivan-ana-maria/poezie/14015895/unhomely-women

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