April 2013 (3)

16 April 2013 at 23:23 (Poems/Poetry) (, , )

what kind of toes are these
that forgot to be first on the dance floor
when the music started
took a step back as not to be seen
are they really mine
acting as container
not taking a walk for pleasure
in vain and everywhere
in heels
getting stuck between paving stones
losing weight for no reason

they enter alone into day
with attitude
no matter how unexpected
is assimilated
slide into bed
meeting a ceiling
and maybe all they have is time
that are running out of (08th April 2013)


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