The World At Hand Poem by Miroslava Odalovic
The World At Hand
runs fast
too fastened to bear
the means of ends
too naked to wear
a mask pretends
to contain the world
right at the feet
which is far more than
a self defeat
the world at hand
slaps a handy sky
a fathomless death
across the other cheek
the world at hand
claps to gods of sky
a fathomless death
in a sec of a click
Saturday, November 19, 2011
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