November 15, 2009


by Ivan Brkaric

Her voice no longer sounds
like canaries singing
in the morning sun.

But that of a high
pitch whistle.

A piercing sound.

A sound that
disturbs your very soul.

No more time for coffee.
Your break is over!

Back to work
with this ball-n-chain,
a ball-n-chain
we call love.


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