Marc Hurkmans (27-02-1967 / Nederweert)
Poems by Marc Hurkmans : 16 / 26
Son of Cioran
Bring me endless rain, unstoppable storms
on the planet, to wash this terrible calm away
Turbulent waters will forever haunt humanity,
‘SUNNYSIDE DOWN’ on your t-shirt
Don’t bury me in Paris,
just feed me to the birds
Their wings will spread the Word,
as the shit piles on your head
All histories have been written,
time to say goodbye no more
The bell tolls for everyone
Not only for the sun
Marc Hurkmans
Submitted: Monday, December 14, 2009
Poems by Marc Hurkmans : 16 / 26
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