*
winter, I sleep. spring, I drink tea.
now the street is noisy
and full of yellow chairs.
five o'clock. two suns
and a fly on my knee.
that's it.
- Tone Skrjanec, Sun on a knee, Ugly Duckling Presse, 2004/2008/2010.
fredag den 14. oktober 2011
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