Poems & Peter’s fight with languages
Once
I saw Bush, Putin, and Caesar
once, in my dream,
on potties sitting-
they’re so near.
Once in my dream,
I saw a black boy,
in the White House,
reading my poem with joy.
Copyright Peter Szabo 2004-2008
The Funny Side of Monsieur Cioran’s despair
L’ennui
Body identifies itself with laziness.
Yawning boredom is what souls give.
Why do I live?
Metaphysics
Miserable moment of gold.
Demon’s laughter echoes in [...]



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