last poet


poem by Henryk Szubinski




worked in a grroup awareness

but met noone to any other line in ale

showed only one peerson after death

didnt like its after state too much to pretend to write

a new history

a short way to go shareing

invited one living only

into a room of stages

didnt like my self as

the curious reality

of strange numbers and speeches

of differrent directions

in time still working

on the telling of more time

that just wasnt there

words and hurt

you need to be here only by demand of the mercenary princess

sending me more of what you would not understand.


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