At 3: 39 Am Poem by Kacper Markowicz

At 3: 39 Am

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Belching of hollow
Early on.
A road to take.
With twenty cigarettes,
like twenty years behind,
with reason corroded by cynicism
like Kierkegaard.

Like thunder
in my eyes of mine has glanced
Death.
And I have gone out of my mind.
And i have gone out of the window.

And mirror, by way of vampire, thus refused my reflection.

Wednesday, December 6, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: death
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 06 December 2017

A great start with a nice poem, Kacper. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks.

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