Daydreaming as a profession Poems
the last notebook
by Bogdan Dragos
he takes his old wrinkled
notebook
and the black pen
and finds a
spot from which he can observe
the people
and write down what he
imagines to be their inner
conversations
......
hope she’s okay wherever she is
by Bogdan Dragos
she kept saying how much she
hated her tattoos
and kept showing them
to us
"Got 'em when I was young and
dumb and now I
jus' wanna rip my skin off."
......
sweet dreams, brother
by Bogdan Dragos
The last time they visited him
in the hospital,
mother made the big
announcement
She was once more
pregnant
at 44
......
poverty in abundance
by Bogdan Dragos
four jobs in two months
and it wasn't even his
fault. He just
left because they didn't pay him
"Nobody works for
free," he said as he closed the
fridge, the
last can of beer in his hand,
......
You continue because of it
by Bogdan Dragos
it's a bit cold
I'm sitting by the margin of the river
Fishing
A bit upset
There were too many fish who escaped
my nets
I sigh
throw 'em again
......
a blunt weapon
by Bogdan Dragos
there was a time when he’d
fear nothing more
than the bluntness of the
empty bottle
his torment
his nightmare, his hell
The bottle would be
all right as long as it stayed full
......
a distracted dreamer
by Bogdan Dragos
what else to do when
the rain falls so heavy
against the window
outside?
Get melancholic
get poetic
have a drink
have another
......
an old instrument with rusty strings
by Bogdan Dragos
he sits alone in the
darkness
on a wooden chair
The walls surrounding him
have no
mirrors and
the windows are covered
by the thickest blinds
......
Saint Bernards are big, heavy dogs
by Bogdan Dragos
he opened another beer
and sat on
the couch
but turned off the TV
He watched the kid
The kid was on his knees
before the coffee table
busy with
......
hope she’s okay wherever she is
by Bogdan Dragos
she kept saying how much she
hated her tattoos
and kept showing them
to us
"Got 'em when I was young and
dumb and now I
jus' wanna rip my skin off."
......
