One of These Days If Not Tomorrow

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One of These Days If Not Tomorrow

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

Some people are sarcastic
to cover up their goodness
that hasn’t been in for a long time.

Some people fake that they are nice
but you can’t hide the rotting
it will eventually pop up.

Some people boost like scarecrows
but they are afraid of their own shadows –
let them take their bed sheets for cover.

Some people win by making noise, but
those who keep quit are dangerous
they can even kill.

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