A Being

A Being

A Being
Time And Space. Motion IV
Four stars
A Funeral

In this new land everything
is so strange.
There are fields of cotton which is
being picked by trained
From the rent-a-donkey service
I rent one (for ten copper coins)
that knows the way to
the city.
Naked women with tinny tails
which they cast away the flies with
walk along the city streets.

I walk in one bar
that says:“We serve only
milk.”One of those naked women
with tails
comes close to me:
Milking herself she fills
one big glass
and gives it to me.

This is really delicious

AuthorEmil Kaleškovski
2018-08-21T17:23:47+00:00 February 1st, 2001|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 19|0 Comments