Sunday, March 11, 2012

Vyacheslav Kupriyanov

Shark - 1

One night it swims up
to the top of your bed
and stretches wide its jaws:

your army-issue iron bedstead
is what saves you

Before dawn half asleep
you think how good that
you're still a soldier
and can sleep on a bedstead
that is iron and reliable

Come the morning a different iron
is what waits for you

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