he was a pretty
with long hair and small body
like a child
with his dinky nose
chasing after small nymphs
he took his ruptured shirt
dressed his old jeans
and his brother's chapeau
his identity card in the pocket
and the jew symbol tied up on the arm
he was twenty
its a shame for an eleven years old
his life aint eleven's years kiddy
charging zloti for small candy
lifting some fruits from a grandfather
blue eyes are shining
over his pink pillows
blonde and long drizzly hair
dro p as tears of desperation
smells like a spoilt sugarplum
and the boots are shouting
and the guns are loaded
and the long blonde hair are falling
he was a pretty
with long hair and small body
with no head
everything is red.
אין לי מושג מאיפה זה בא, אבל זה יצא.
בבלוג זה
בכל הבלוגים
