hate
- Tietoja
- Julkaistu: 18.12.2016 18.12.2016
I hate your every word as if
Not at all.
Soon the birds begin.
Green, red and blue, yellow from a weakening star.
”Mistless rose,”
The trees shout from afar
but the door remains shut.
Lights of man, too,
Dive like a boat
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