Saturday, May 1, 2010

Verse: Expressions

in tangles

in dashed
out thoughts

that like
the light

find shadows
and seduce them

then turn
on themselves

or move on
like evictees

seeking some other

or like water
drawn to a drain

or colours
in the night sky

see how
they run

grown so fast
I hardly recognize them

as my own

and if you
didn't know

where exactly
this was going

neither did I.

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