Miles Awake Poem by Vladislav Martynovitch

Miles Awake
Miles of the Stones,
Shadows of Shapes,
Show Path for Dawns,
Where Sunlight shakes

Twilight Denials,
Anguish of Nights:
Numbering Dials's
Seemingly right! ..

Seeming is lying -
Lying's a Look
Into Denying,
Made by a Crook,

Into Oblivion
Doing in Rush:
In all that limping and
Wavering Lush,

Rages of Robberies,
Probing of Pride,
Cages for throbbing Grease,
Call to decide

What will be moving next, -
Doing to make;
Now, where Decision rests,
Learn - and awake! ..