BE SHOCKED Poem by Ivan Slamnig

BE SHOCKED



Be shocked, my love, at what's happening this evening;
people talking behind our backs, whispering
our names to each other,
violet, phosphorescent street-lamps
throwing light on our meeting places,
and those words we used to say in a soft voice
being put on air now.

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