I see corpses when I look at people

they are dancing with the past and dreaming about future

they desperately mark their territory

they scream


make noise

thinking that returning echo

will be them

or their soul


and there is silence

there is nothing

not even as much as blackness

that would have a meaning


they are standing squatting

it is very funny


one leg here

and there without a leg


by Frederick Rossakovsky-Lloyd


Frederick Herbert Rossakovsky-Lloyd lives and works in UK. He published nine volumes of poetry. His work can be found in numerous international anthologies.


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