Monday, February 6, 2012

Hurt

I am hurt again,
This time it is a mortal wound.

The green liquid oozing out
of the gash has lost all directions.

Life shortened.
Poetries mute,
canvas shrieks,
dervish dances anticlockwise,
A longing stretches hand
to ALPRAX Sr
compassionate soporific.
The ancient stone god HURT


@amiyo

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