Here we are, the unwanted.

Astronauts sculpted on a portal

of a thousand years old.

Restless jingles of an old advertisement,

uncomfortable shoes, like raw fries.

It’s necessary to find a reason for the puddles

which is not the dropped ground.

Stop calling the night passer-by lady

a prostitute.

Stop calling the man with dirty cheeks a

miner. 

Follow the link to read...