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Odd Shoes in Hands

By Ivan Peledov

ODD SHOES IN HANDS

The days pass in a desolate universe:
Dogs stumble over shiny tresses of the sky,
sunflowers imbibe coughs and sneezes,
cars desperately try to turn themselves inside out,
wasps spit out the shreds of yesterday’s sun,
weeds scratch at basement windows.
The secret assassin of pretty things
has lost all his clocks, all his socks,
all his aquatic mates.
His dreams are brimming with the music
he cannot catch.

Ivan Peledov lives in Colorado. His poems have been published in Artifact Nouveau, Sonic Boom, Eunoia Review, and other magazines. He is the author of the book Habits of Totems

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