Tall Pines (The Last Seconds Of A Hung) - Poem by Katerina Val
terrible endless cries
and then silence
last flick of passion
last spark of a need
to wave goodbuy
with a blooded tear running from his closed eye
to prove his innocence
and an innocent soul
but bloodstained hands
and strained innocence
that penetrate his chest
inflated with half-finished pride
that make the pines twisting around
like he's intoxicated
like he can lose his shelf again
for a while
"Pray for forgiveness my son
pray to rest your soul in god's arms"
and a sarcastic giggle
"father, I am alone"
and the hung cries
and they wave to him goodbuy
as they laugh or fearlessly smile
under the small tall pines.
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