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Dlanovi od poliestera
hvataju se čvrsto
trenje ih zaustavlja
niz reljefe od asfalta

Dlanovi od kože
naležu na suvi lak i drvo
znoj se odavno osušio
obruč je na mestu prvom

Dlanovi od krvi
pokreću to čudno kolo
i hvataju i naležu
na svoje meso golo

Sanja Ćirković


Published: 05.02.2009.
Classified as: Poezija
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