WG (03.07.1992 / Slovakia)

Folie À Deux

stirred not at all
like a wilderness of dreams
or tremulous glimpses
of awakening
the world is
mighty but solemn

invoking traitors
into the ocean
of lucidity
bitterly trembling
we're motionless
rudderless
but not artless at least

and we sigh
and sigh
and sigh once more

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Oh, how very great this poem is! Just with a few verses you have created the feeling of the world around us and the reaction to it, by sensitive souls. [ we're motionless rudderless but not artless at least] How wonderfully, exactly said..... Please accept my total gratitude and admiration!