Blind Alleys
Saša Milivojev - BLIND ALLEYS
Concrete
Glass
Rain
Gloom
All is withered
Black birds
I’m at the beginning
I’m at the end of the alley
O, Virgin
Please
Every verse I will sing
You genuinely verify
Through new eyes
The remnants of people
I recognise in satyrs
That walk around in metropolises
Using lies and cheating
Adorning themselves with others’ merits
Fighting with hidden horns
The remnants of people I recognise
In rabid cats
That lurk and bite
In blind alleys
At pharmacies
In discotheques
At desks and hotels
In exclusive restaurants
In theatres and on screens
Tetanus for the body
While the soul is rolling
Like a ball on the concrete
Wild sex
Opiates and gandbangs
Whips and feet
And blow-up dolls
Business
Prostitutes
Innocent girls
All along the alley
We nourish predators
And see nothing when they catch their prey
Saša Milivojev
www.sasamilivojev.com
Copyright © Sasa Milivojev | Year Posted 2019
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