#fellowmen
A passer-by asks:
Where from? Where to? I walk on --
with him, in silence.
Jul 10, 2024
Jul 10, 2024 at 3:33 AM UTC
Characters, even
lifelike, are only alive --
within the story.
Jun 11, 2024
Jun 11, 2024 at 3:24 AM UTC
It's always the same:
there must be a better way --
So, should I do it?
Feb 5, 2023
Feb 5, 2023 at 2:33 AM UTC
I walk through the village
The sun shines, the wind blows
a little through my hair
The shutters are closed
with chinks thin as needles
with long narrow eyes
My shadow doesn't fall inside
anywhere, there are none
in the dim rooms
where the light drearily
obscures what is going on
and what the consequences are
of everyone's comings and goings
The peeping people press me
as compelling devils
out of their eyes
out of the chinks in their lives
The sun upon me is insufferable
Dec 13, 2021
Dec 13, 2021 at 3:35 AM UTC