понедельник, 14 марта 2011 г.

To remember

i've kept all those old newspapers
in the attic, in the cardboard boxes
all faded to yellow and
in chronological order
so i could come, come and
read the headlines
swiftly just
just to set the backdrop
to remember in details
how autumn got into fall
and i couln't bear it all

and each time i stumble
on the horoscope page
i strain my eyes and i try to
try to find the cancer
and i read about
what could have happen to you
oh, what happened to you
to you and me. back then
when autumn got into fall
and i couln't bear it all

как-то так...

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