Wave After Wave by Mitja Lovše

Mitja Lovše | April 18th, 2024 | poetry | No Comments

Poem

Frankly, we lost.
The strewn bodies
on the coasts we found
didn’t really warn us, yes.

Frankly, we sucked.
There were other signs
the place might be crap,
but we are where we are.

Frankly, we died.
Do not be surprised,
this had been the drill,
we just have to accept that.

No, we should not.
Oh, great, a shovel.

Poet Bio

Mitja Lovše is a writer, a performer and a director from Slovenia. He works within the fields of theatre, film, television and literature. He’s still alive.

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