Allow Me to Spit

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Allow Me to Spit

A Conversation With the Sense
Glass Wave
Allow Me to Spit
Chewers of Time
Prostitution
* * *

In innocence and care-free originated
it is the time to live (but how)
to think (but what)
I talk to myself (to you)
once you’ve begun, go to the end
don’t wait for a better time and place
that may not come
(For those of you who wait)!
Tadpoles dove into it
all around
all the more
unaware “chewers of time”

AuthorLidija V. Kekenovska
2018-08-21T17:24:05+00:00 April 1st, 1998|Categories: Blesok no. 02, Poetry|0 Comments