One of These Days If Not Tomorrow

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One of These Days If Not Tomorrow

Toilet
Autumn in Skopje
Wind and Fog
From Now, until Forever (to S.N.I.)
I Do Not Paint, I Make Love to the Canvas
Stations In Between
I Decided – Definitely
Some People
You Can See His Misery

I can’t see the cross
’cause it’s covered in thick fog,
and ’cause I’m too far away.

2018-08-21T17:22:57+00:00 October 12th, 2009|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 67-68|0 Comments