20 QUASIDARKS POEMS
Solomon Rovedo
two
“I come systematically
smashing me in the window panes. ”
Many Tabacinik
Little more than that: poetry
to cut your wrists without commotion.
A more depressing corner
what a heroine, but who talks about love.
The perfectly disgusted life:
living seems never to end.
In the absence or in existence,
does it matter? Disappointingly.
Is that then loneliness makes
all too much post-commotion.
Who is ready to have the heart
party of sadness even more?
Life is a long way
lost between dust and asphalt.
Who will crucify the feeling
- that rotten heart of steel?
When you’re forever young
all life is an unfair song.
(Amaricanto)
