SMALL TALK AT BUKOWSKA AND LIBELTA: A poet in Poznan. - Poetry Chapbook, 2012.

“Krabo” They say moon is the same for everyone Streets are hostile or friendly Nothing depends on your luck You exist cause you’re taught to...

Sunday, May 31, 2009

"In Their Distant More"

Leave essentials
The triviality of action
Figure in
Vent affections
Move on
Sing your song

...time was
Was time...
In their distant more
One voice, a call

Statuary, faintly comic
A parasite
In human form
Enter the statement
Gorgeously slain
There, in death’s uniform

...time was
Was time...
In their distant more
One voice, a call

The unimportant baldness of time
Human falseness in every rhyme
Permanent moderns
Great tragic derived
Long-distant enjoyment
Long-distance tonight

...time was
Was time...
In their distant more
A call

Predominated
In interest’s proportion
Intrinsically something
Capriciously entered
His contact
His actions
Her motions

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