Stone and Words
I’m building a house
of stone and words.
At night what with words I build
At day the stone is crushing
At day what with stones I raise
At night with words I’ll ruin.
In the end, tired
in front of the ruins
I buried the burden of existence
I’ve made a bench,
I sat,
And I wait,
I wait,
I wait…
Copyright © Valentin Bogatinoski | Year Posted 2012
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