The fall
I fall every now and then
in the streets, in cafés, in trains.
I fall from low fences,
from tall buildings,
sometimes like a dry leaf,
sometime like a pebble,
sometimes like a human.
Often I dance during the fall,
or sing a hymn;
But most of the times I cry.
and cry and cry
and cry
and
cr
y
.
Comments
very nice
Posted by: majid | November 8, 2006 05:15 AM
very nice
Posted by: majid | November 8, 2006 05:16 AM