- Non-Erotic Poetry
- he still
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he still likes to lie down
on the carpet
he still remembers the smell of the wooden floor
from his childhood
he got up
the top of his head
just above the top of the table
and he looked up into his father's
bursting with anger mad eyes
- you have shorten my life in half!
he was told for a thousandth time
he sighs
- if it were not for me
he would live to be a hundred and eighty
wlodzimierz holsztynski ©
2002-09-28
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LeBrozalmost 16 years agoThis poem was selected from Lit's archive of over 40,000 poems for inclusion in today's Archival Review.<br>
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