Thursday, February 21, 2013

Ross Vassilev - One Poem


nothing to do and nowhere to go
while the white clouds
dance circles in the sky
and maybe the sunlight falling on the red bricks
is trying to tell me something
about the passage of time
or maybe the people walking by ignore me
cuz they know I'm insane
or maybe I'm the invisible loser
with nothing to show
but the sad ghost of my mediocrity
at any rate
I've got a three-day beard
2 bucks in my pocket
and a mind full of laughing clowns
so either my luck gets better real soon
or else it's already up.

Ross Vassilev was born in Bulgaria and now lives in Ohio.

No comments:

Post a Comment