Kacper Markowicz Poems

Best Poem of Kacper Markowicz

*** (I Do Not Rue The Day On Which I Met You)
I do not rue the day on which I met you
I — I am favoring life ere meeting you

— Eve by insecure hand
picks the forbidden fruit —

'Furthest landspaces
decoys by their distance' —
you told me once
by ticking on the kitsch

I do not rue day on which I met you
But favoring life ere meeting . . .
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At 3: 39 Am
Belching of hollow
Early on.
A road to take.
With twenty cigarettes,
like twenty years behind,
with reason corroded by cynicism
like Kierkegaard.

Like thunder
in my eyes of mine has glanced
Death.
And I have gone out of my mind.
And i have gone out of the window.

And . . .
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