Samuel Beckett- Waiting For Godot (dir Samuel Beckett) Part One and Two

Becketts own version of his play and here is part 2

in lovers eyes

buttoned down eyes

struggle to open,

sunbeams poured into the bowl

milk a cold half empty vessel,

we have drained each other,

scuffed table thread scratches

did we need electric lights

or the cigarettes not lit,

crackle of another star dying,

limbs bare

outside sirens call,

no matter what others think

there where wolves in the wood

warning voices raise to the moon,

yet as frail apes

we still smoked,

coffee forgotten got drunk

mornings so hard to translate,

she wished to the height of man

and i looked down,

clutter of the everyday pushed

aside as we made love again,

and know that nature will save

us

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