SHAKING Poem by Joko Pinurbo
SHAKING
The bed shook all night long.
Perhaps two souls, two lions were fighting.
Or two deaths waged war.
The bed shook all night long.
While in fact there was only a pair of pants,
a white heap on a black pillow.
Wednesday, December 12, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: night,war
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