Saturday Is The Seventh Son Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

Saturday Is The Seventh Son



the seventh son of the seven's father
the seventh father of the seventh mother
he dwells in towers the month will reveal
like a moonlit scar in the sky
form the seventh tower the light will spill
into the day to peacefully die

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