Blooms in Indigo
Every day poems from a very ordinary aspiring poet
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Experiment of Polars
He gets them stuck in duality , the polar:
The yesterdays and the tomorrows
He releases three cries: he he
he
puffs his menthol cigarettes and descends to his hell.
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