Blooms in Indigo
Every day poems from a very ordinary aspiring poet
Tuesday, March 25, 2014
Dance like no one is watching but your neighbor
Five empty cups,
Five pints and three shots left near the fireplace
And the man waltzes in the dim lit corridors
his partner: a brown patched kitten.
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