Poem by Dimitris P. Kraniotis


Fictitious line

Smokes
of cigarettes
and mugs
full of coffee,
next
to the fictitious line
where the eddy
of words
leans against
and nods,
wounded,
to my silence.




Poetry by Dimitris P. Kraniotis
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Written on 2007-08-10 at 23:43

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