2 . 5. 8. - Seconds of my life -

2 . 5. 8. - Seconds of my life -

A Poem by Martin Pahorek

I have to dance with my artful
Heart
Bellow the outburst of my sly
Affection
For my dreamy sexy collection


God can see me like
Pure fashion flower
At hair of Virgin Mary



I say please - abruptly -
Take me away from place
Where - I am living - in -


I need something more funny
Then obscure alternative of
Clowns
At theatre of decadent misery



I heard how winds are
Blowing
Through my deaf ears



I am not perfect character of my
Imagination -
I don't care about personal statement
At my clothing or poetry
Sexual obsessions are boring me



At Monday midnight of sorb moon
I travelling through my day

© 2020 Martin Pahorek


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Martin Pahorek
Martin Pahorek

Wild New England , VT



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Martin Pahorek is my pen name. I am not brave it enough to use my real name on public. Word pahorek it's Czech origin it's mean the hill or heights . Pahorek was my nickname from my grandfather. It's .. more..

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