while a man talks
about snowfall as
lev tolstoy and the flakes of
snowflakes in moscow
anna karenina I sit
Turkish and wait
smell of white laptos // bazaar of
green-eyed men with cataracts//
while a man talks
about communism and salvation as
bulgakov and about
the love of mosova margaret feel
hurriedly walking on the slab of the body and a
a kiss on the old-fashioned feet
while a man speaks
about people like
andreev and about
the feelings in the tuscan surroundings of tomas magnus
while the curtains pull the fireplaces
go out while a woman sits
on the skin of a bed sheet with
fresh vertebrae marks to
looking at a letter
while the bearish bear grinds in
kopi luwak grinders he tells me
let's stop talking about us
I want you like an Andalusian feeling
my brown hair's best friend to give me
the drawers-back as he did
dali with venus even if I'm not from milo and I still want the dream
Caused by the slips of the shamrock around
lobe before the awakening
About the Creator
Andreea Felciuc
Operating at the intersection of technology and biology, I am an architect and designer calling for a fundamental shift in the way we design and live, from consuming Nature to augmenting us.
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