october by Denver Butson

it’s quiet. again. there are clothes.
like winded ghosts. on the clothesline.
the dog barking. at something.
you can’t see. in the grass.
it’s quiet. the sky so blue.
it seems like a memory. or.
like someone else’s sky. a sky.
before you were afraid. of skies.

nuo alfos iki omegos.
it dangus turėtų pradžią,
pabaigą.

ir mes.
tokie panašūs
į debesis,
pranykstančius,
vis atsirandančius.

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