The dream of the dolphin

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The dream of the dolphin

Bright spot on your forehead
Accidental talks
Don"t forget you still have a soul
Last weakness
Waiting for the wind
The dream of the dolphin
Word – metamorphosis –
Calmly I write these verses

good morning street footwear cleaner
is it a long way to the Purgatory

I don’t know
water knows the way

good morning street dealer in sundries
is there poison for invisible mouse of
conscience
I don’t know
soul is not a body part

good morning havens above our heads
where are the stairs we were supposed to climb

we don’t know
up is up down is down

good morning our fucking world
are you the prison we invented ourselves

It is me
love is a small kid

(1995)

AuthorBoban Bogatinovski
2018-08-21T17:23:26+00:00 June 1st, 2004|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 36|0 Comments