Friday, August 11, 2017

Friday Poems / ShortPoems 11.08.2017 / 10.02.2017





Where
    You can
Ask
No one
About
The way
Because
Everyone
Is
Going
His
    Own
Way

Complete
    Each
Poem
Is a
Complete
Image
Of the
World
You
    Just can
Believe it

Pillory
    Standing
On
The pillory
You
Learn
To
Detest
The
Rawness
    Of the
People

Age
    One realizes
How
Old
One
Has become
If
Others
Cannot
Remember
The cart
Drawn by
Cold bloods
    Delivering
Beer

The Eternal Jew
    Sometimes
I
Think
About
How
It
Would be
To
Switch
With the
    Eternal Jew
Forever

Invented
    Streams
Forests
Villages
Fields
We
Invented
Names
For
These
In order
That these
    Belong
To us

Oblivion
    The country
Of
Oblivion
Is
Not
My
Country
Although
I
    Live
In it

Flight
    During
The
Flight
We
Had
Blood
O the feet
But
Now
    The soul
Is bleeding


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