5 september 2013
Six Rooms
The first is my window blinds.
Slats with pull cords
Between light and dark.
The second is my carpet.
A magic carpet of wine tracks
Notated by cannabis tacks.
The third is the cigarette tin
In which I keep my addiction
To loose change and nicotine.
Fourth, a few fossils
I found on a beach
In primeval childhood.
Next to last my old pool cue.
I play impossible shots
On imaginary tables.
Finally, a faded photograph
In inexpensive frame
Of someone loved and lost.
1 may 2024
0105wiesiek
1 may 2024
DogmaticallySatish Verma
30 april 2024
Justice PureSatish Verma
29 april 2024
AmnesiaSatish Verma
28 april 2024
Pan pokląskwa w ostatnichJaga
28 april 2024
CompromisedSatish Verma
27 april 2024
Uśmiech z trawkąJaga
27 april 2024
By KissesSatish Verma
26 april 2024
The EntitySatish Verma
25 april 2024
QuartzSatish Verma