Monday, October 6, 2014

When I was young

4-1-2014

To: Lavinia

A kid in the morning,
throwing bread crumbs to pigeons,
so as to run after it and laugh.

A woman in the afternoon,
looks at the pigeons spiral movement,
hoping for a solution to her eternal predicament.

A man at the beginning of the night,
throws rocks at the pigeons,
as its shit ruined the square.


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