Blooms in Indigo
Every day poems from a very ordinary aspiring poet
Wednesday, March 26, 2014
Escapes
Run away and you are weak
Escape is a sign of the weak
he had said
a moment before bolting out of the door
As the watermelon rose from the table.
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