An evocative love poem by Eliza, about empty words of the lover, exclusively for Different Truths.
You had many plans –
all for later.
And she thought
that a miracle will happen.
You told her –
your bald words,
words like checks without cover.
She was sure
it would be just like you promised.
She never dared to ask:
when will it be new?
Yet you
did not have any plans.
You knew
that you will not make change in your life!
(Translated by Artur Komoter)
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