Would You Care for a Lifting

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Would You Care for a Lifting

Woman Codriver
Would You Care for a Lifting
Ten Years Ago
People that Keep on Whining
Well, I Write on Everything
You Can’t See the Fog from the Sun
Doesn’t Matter – I Greet Everybody
Three Pregnant Women at a Party
We Learn to Eat

”The boar doesn’t need a market research
to find truffles in the forest”
so we found each other – I’m the boar and you’re the truffle
we hold hands as if one of us is a child
in a fiesta crowd of the strange city

the day ends slowly – in a fade-out
the tree wrapped its shade as a picnicker
wraps his blanket from under a tree
semi-bending we pass under its low branches –
as if coming out of a helicopter

we look for a free bench at the river bank
by the street lights whose reflections in the river
will be killed by the sun
it’s fresh but not too warm
we watch the old people go somewhere
slowly and security – in a fade-out

would we have something to say to each other in 10 years –
we’ll know each other better and we’ll avoid
these moments of presentation of
the best we think we have are great
and let the flaws and irreconcilable differences
remain covered – for now

we are no longer kids to get a bench
but this is our first holiday together
and we get to know each other by knowing the city –
we’ll meet get to know each all of our life getting to know
the life
and when we truly know each other
one of us will have to go

2018-08-21T17:23:15+00:00 April 16th, 2006|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 47|0 Comments