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milk Bar (third revision)

Milk Bar

I'm in a Polish
Milk Bar &
plump ladies
are sweating

into my gulasz
every thought
contains a debris

What does
memory reclaim?

What is our bond
with the past?

When did
the daydreaming
collapse?

Spiegel
in
spiegel

OK comes
from the American
civil
war
0
K(illed)

what does it mean
to confuse

existence
with life?

The salt shaker is
missing from my
table and my kapusta
is pickled

let feeling bring events
and not vice

versa when
the story
ends

history
begins

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