!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>In Between the Strophes by Marcin Malek/title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>In Between the Strophes/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by Marcin Malek/h2> div id=”content”> p>I’ll never be a king of the brave/p> p>The vain poet – I lied, forgive me if you carebr /> I went calmly through all the stages of madnessbr /> The last it’s the tongue on a stranger face/p> p>And believe that man can turn in to a birdbr /> To look at people and thingsbr /> Without the need of rising the gaze/p> p>What a disruptive and ugly inputbr /> – Acquired romanticismbr /> To have eyes placed on occiput /p> p>And after all, to see against the stiff neckbr /> How veils of the wild cranes are wavingbr /> Across the sunset fires and dense shades/p> p>I’ll never be a king of the brave/p> p>Timorous rhymer – I laughed, who caresbr /> That I went through all the stages of foolishnessbr /> The last it’s the thought that anyone chased/p> p>Man, dog or a wormbr /> Will find an asylumbr /> Somewhere in between the strophes/p>div class=”field field-type-text field-field-copyright”> div class=”field-items”> div class=”field-item odd”> div class=”field-label-inline-first”> Copyright ©: /div> Marcin Malek /div> /div> /div> /div> p>br /> br> /body> /html>
