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Portrait of the Unknown

An apprentice,

A median,

A string being pulled by a thousand barefoot Ishmaels,

A jinxed runner breaking a sweat with no chances at all to win,

A malicious old lover spoiling the blood and your afternoon drink with friends,

An undecided star ready to fall yet condescending those who do,

A train-wreck in the middle of her shadow,

A drunk ladybug running circles on purple sand,

An ancient God duct-taped to the front window of an old cadillac,

A modern Prometheus bringing the light to those smoking in need,

A hard-timer,

A heart-stopper,

A poor jew,

A rich gipsy,

A legend told to many yet known by few,

An another turmoil on the road,

A brick in a wooden wall,

A book on a toilet shelf of Eris,

An argument without a sober ending,

A limbo of hangovers and beggars,

An all-time vagabond,

A Harvard-educated vagrant,

A millennial beatnik with hipster beard and a smoothie,

A long, long, infinitely long prayer,

An infidel,

A blasphemer,

A judge being served with a lawsuit and a rib-eye,

A piece of rotten meat stuck between tusks of mediocrity,

An unrightfully convicted man stuck between a cloak and a dagger,

A taxi-cab full of infidelity, *** and trumpet prophecies,

A Dean Moriarty of Israel and Palestine,

A Mohammed Ali of subdued conscience,

A drug-dealing moralist of unmowed lawns,

A blood sample taken from a freshly mopped crime scene,

A freshly ground coffee inside a sleeping pill,

A critic of virtues and a defender of vices,

An empty drawer of one’s imagination,

An unborn citizen of no-where,

A creaky moss-grown pier,

A sound of a lighter,

A smell of a wet cigarette,

A shade of a read book,

A touch of a salty wind blowing on you,

A hand in your hair,

A new dawn.

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Written by
doctor_mee
28 / M / Moscow, Russia
Published
Oct 5, 2025
Lines·Words
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Originally published on Medium @ Poets Unlimited

https://medium.com/poets-unlimited/portrait-of-the-unknown-7be8759da9d2

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