Fed up with fuming faces around me,
Fed up with petty poets' peculiarity,
I was even fed up with you
When I sat there in Cafe Art
...
Tomorrows
Ravenous memories of sorrows
Roam into dark windowpanes of your eyes,
Painted motionless in a flowerless panorama
...
I'm losing you every day in
unavailing repetition of an image
I'm losing you every moment in blue
And your sudden reappear in
...