Instead
by Stav Sadot
[ poetry - june 06 ]
Instead of counting clouds
and chasing skies and sky-like rivers
Instead of locking open windows
and opening locked doors
Instead of turning summer
into seven other seasons
Instead of city cities seas
Instead of Wednesday mornings
Instead of dark-blue light-blue yellow
Instead of words like
silver, hover, skies
Instead of throwing sand and sentences
and carrying wind of words
Instead of everything I know.
Stay
