EdFutinski : Writing

Pinocchio

Pinocchio

A Poem by EdFutinski


Skippinglife today bring me anyway anything most of the people bore me to death, I feel like they have nothing to say but I’m the one who&rsq..
TV

TV

A Poem by EdFutinski


Don’t look Into this empty box That smells rotten There are some people there That pretend that are so smart To dictate you What to eat, w..
La vie en rose

La vie en rose

A Poem by EdFutinski


there is this pink piece of toilet paper on my desk too thin to suck the tears
Alone in the bar

Alone in the bar

A Poem by EdFutinski


going alone to bar i'm taking a cab The driver tells me about his son He's a jounalist Friends forget Friends disapear I'm passing by; people ..
The martyr

The martyr

A Poem by EdFutinski


It was a soft early Evening on the shores of Aegaen Sea I was walking across a little harbor Trying to catch little fish to play with And there wa..
i'm a poet

i\'m a poet

A Poem by EdFutinski


One metaphor 2 metaphors A comparison Something beautiful Something ugly Something more beautiful Something simple Written complicated One met..
at The ends

at The ends

A Poem by EdFutinski


At one end there are The bums, asylum elders, the psychos On the other end There are the the rich, CEOs, the famous In between Some fools, some w..
Elisabeth Shue

Elisabeth Shue

A Poem by EdFutinski


If you don’t know who’s Elisabeth Shue I’ll tell on her She’s a fine girl And a good actress Hollywood Gave her a w***e..
Insomnia

Insomnia

A Poem by EdFutinski


I lay my head on the pillow suddenly all the doors begin to rustle and the mad ants steal my blurry dreams, in the others disgust, that run away, ..
2 eyes

2 eyes

A Poem by EdFutinski


From the pan 2 eyes are watching me They're getting black, they're getting tired And spit in my face: "Watch out the cholesterol!"