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Pull the Space


Pull the Space
Pull the string of bow now
When the Heaven’s Giants plow
Ways so arable of Stars
To make Venus meet with Mars.
 
This Conjuncture’s final Date
Forces Worlds to contemplate:
What Interpretation is
Of translated Meaning squeezed?..
 
Piercing Squeezed be at a Time
When are broken Rhythm and Rhyme,
When Togetherness is Feat
And the Waters must be lit,
 
When the Fire to flow waits,
Elevated denigrates
To just Flash on someone’s Brow - 
Then there’s space for Crime and Crow!..
 
Ready’s Weapon of the Air
Be in Age of Disrepair:
On the so wet Planet Dirt
Dominant is Certain Word.
 
Only Time will ever show
The Perfection of that Bow
And of Arrows stretch and grace – 
To expand the measured space.
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Vladislav Martynovitch

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