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Wednesday, June 30, 2004


B U L G A R T I M E

-Poem for Viktor IV-

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The river- glossed and lipstick-kissed
bends underneath the rail bridge to my left and
enters my time coliseum- a 12 digit rotation

T I M E - straight no chaser
T I M E - lifeís coup díetat

My name is Viktor- or rather Demetrios
I used to be a shvitzer but now Iím Vip-lounged
My bath is far removed from brothels-
salt scrubs- neutrometics- or the rush of cold sweat

I have become wrinkle-cleaned
my steady regimen fulfilled a lifelong dream-
I released a message in a bottle of my own
and watch it slowly counter the stream-
as lovers and legends do

The river pursues a destination beyond my reach
and as it funnels through the soiled city on my right
-continues to mumble lifelike dialogue-

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(C) Walt 2004

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posted by Walter at 6/30/2004