one room
somewhere in the silence-

window, curtains
flowerpot with dead plant

she smokes by the window
and watch the room

the bed, the loneliness,
everything inside…

I wonder
where I have been?
why I didn’t found you?

I want you like this
weak, needing,

I am walking down the street,
didn’t look up….

the second mistake in
my life.   



- Peycho Kanev