Thursday, May 16, 2013

F E L T

felt I drank too
bitter dregs of coffee
last cup on a restless wind overturned
Silent night arbitrate negligence
: Ah defeat, reflecting sadhow
of a piece of mirror
sore and painful

felt I drank too
sweet wines in the hectic life of a victory party
laughter boomed
-though the "I" is not Anybody
just dust while hovering
and stop
absence spell
race race ended at the gate of time
today was false

: "I", just actors ....

Agats - Asmat, August 2010

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