Sasa Milivojev - The Last Horseman Poem by Sasa Milivojev

Sasa Milivojev - The Last Horseman

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THE LAST HORSEMAN

White, everything is white
The walls are moving
A body in hospital sheets
White horses pull the bed
The soul crawls behind them and begs
White
Around the bed
Angels dance in a circle
The sky sheds its clothes
Give me back my body
To forge my heart
I do not want to travel anymore
Through this endless field
Wrapped in white sheets

Sasa Milivojev - The Last Horseman
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: poetry
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