I wish I could be a word
Like a letter without ink
I would fly like a whisper
Off the earth! Having no link!
Still, I have this body
And what a Body! So heavy!
And not the only ennemy
Ask it then to my memory!
So, like a wounded bird
Falling, pressing the air
I stain the sky with absurd
Scattered sand in despair
As strange as it seems, yes, my dear friend, it is!
In a blink, your eye gunshot me! And here I sink ...
A sinking word
© Copyright: Славянин Санпэи, 2021
Свидетельство о публикации №121021400565
Свидетельство о публикации №121021400565
Рецензии
