Last Night Poem by Aboni Mohan
Last Night
Last night
Franj Kafka came near me
An apple was in his mouth
His star drawn body
Was full with night's wine
He behave like a made
In my lips gateway
In bed's
I drug my 'maidam' near my neck
He gave me to eat his apple's last part
I eat
I vomit
In my forest drawing room
Kafka became asleep
Franj Kafka
Has sleep in my room
And sleep forever
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