Wednesday 4 June 2008
at 09:25 | 0 comments | weinglas
self portrait
i can't see
the glass is stained
our pockets emptied and broken umbrellas
lost in unbearable tormentas
5 well you could have treated me better
well i could have waited just a little more
she will be back
the baby is born
and i still hear you
10 in dreams and thoughts
well i could have waited
well you could have just
spared some of your love
i wanted it so badly, you know
15 there was no signature in your letter
no evil in your acts
let me hop back in your little boat
and sail away
until the end of this brown and deadly river
david weinglas (Montevideo, MN, 1978)
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