Tearless Fall Poem by Ludovik Celaj
Tearless Fall
My dirty feet of brawn mud cup
On the hit of all nations road
Clothes of leafy falling apart
In the jungle of shadows rock land
Yearning soul to deepest hight
Waiting half shirt stretched my neck
Dreaming eyed open like a cat wild
Feeling joyful of tearless fall myself
On a blue morning of piano sounds
I am nailed on my chair drinking a bit
Of a bitter spirited love that I want/.
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