Wednesday, June 1, 2016

DIMITRIS P. KRANIOTIS


DIMITRIS
P. KRANIOTIS


FICTITIOUS LINE

Smokes
of cigarettes
and mugs
full of coffee,
next
to the fictitious line
where the eddy
of words
leans against
and nods,
wounded,
to my silence.









THE "DON'TS" AND "ZEROS"

The night
that strangled
the endless moments
I had wished
to live,
passed by
without my lighting up
the candle
I had longed
to warm up
all the "don'ts" and "zeros".










WHAT I ASK

A ball of threads
my prayers
whisper
frightened.
Foolish "I"s
are choked
without you ever
knowing
what I ask.

DIMITRIS
P. KRANIOTIS

1 comment :

  1. Wonderful work Dimitris! Thank you for your contribution this month's edition of OPA.

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