THE GARDEN Poem by Miltos Sachtourisuris
THE GARDEN
It smelled of fever
that was no garden
some strange couples were walking inside
wearing shoes on their hands
their feet were large white and bare
heads like wild epileptic moons
and red roses suddenly
sprouted
for mouths
that were set upon and mauled
by the butterfly-dogs.
Thursday, January 17, 2019
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