13 january 2012

poetry

Irena
Irena

May

The seagull takes his last flight
while the sky patiently awaits
for its inhabitant to arise
Armies crash and burn on earth
Armies rise and fall
The sea is tired of washing blood
We may or may not begin
Fail or even try
We may or may not arrive
We may never stop traveling
Or, we may never begin

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