Friday, May 16, 2014

a day

a butterfly in flight
tentative flaps
around a sunburnt urn.
pigeons in conversation
a flood of sharp kisses
hurtful love.
a waspish embrace
in a playful chase
through no man’s land.
an overcast sky
handholds the afternoon
to premature death.

All in a day’s work.

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