The running of the days
Is spilling from windowsill
All over
The place
Without any meaning
The ferris-wheel of faces
Helps to support
A funny feeling
Of a fish
With birds
Above the surface
The charity of pictures
Slow down
The final
Outcome
Of playing one one one
With myself
Solution of ingridients
So wisely packed
In living form
Refuse to slave
In useless shape predestined to be free
But feeling no fear
Just when in bonds.
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© Copyright: Олег Дворник, 2008
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