Confusions About Post - Poem by Henrik Berg
Shining outside the Post office.
The intoxication that comes post a toast.
Post after something has passed.
An happening is what you post
What is left?
Post-echoes in a ever expanding
POST, POSt, POst, Post, post, pos+, , ,
So... Why post?
Post your life.
Post life experience!
(Perhaps on an post-it)
So that we,
(Post Scriptum: feel free to post this in your next blogg- or facebook post)
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