Just
Thursday, 30. April 2009, 22:24:29
More to come.
Nothing to be done.
About it.
Much a do
about nothing.
I crossed the street
and I thought
I will find myself
on the other side
of the street.
Looking back
has no chance
of surviving
a coarse doubt
of looking forward.
Step by step
I plunge myself
into the abyss
of every day
and pray
for another prey.
Nothing to be done.
About it.
Much a do
about nothing.
I crossed the street
and I thought
I will find myself
on the other side
of the street.
Looking back
has no chance
of surviving
a coarse doubt
of looking forward.
Step by step
I plunge myself
into the abyss
of every day
and pray
for another prey.
WIDGETIZE