Dún Long Hair, by Ewa Fornal

Dún Long Hair
Bare tear rain
Grass on the glass
Drop down on the window
Moving rails of my ‘yourney’
Go ahead
Flow ahead
Green-grey day
Only sweet cake to punctuate
Bad hair day
Under the hat of such a difference
that makes no essence
We don’t listen to each other anymore
Because we already  know what we are going to say
How it will go
Which way
Without giving it a chance
To go
Anywhere else
I’m on the indifferent planet
Want to eat more
Than explore
The seafloor
of the taste
Am I suppressed?
Another question to my butterfly collection
Why name things?

To make them belong
To our word
So we can control
The Unknown

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