Daniela

LAST NIGHT

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LAST NIGHT
 
 

when my soul lay down
to watch the prime time on TV
suddenly the weather report announced
a storm at the equator
of barred eleven strength.

With your stone-clogs
you trod on my heart.

Thrown out on the fire escape
climbing up (!) or coming down (?)
in ones and twos… the words.

In front of the house, rain
peeled off a gram of stupidity.
 
 
Daniela MMVI