Blooms in Indigo
Every day poems from a very ordinary aspiring poet
Thursday, June 4, 2015
what happens when a man hears fire
He is scared, he won't admit
the distance between the kitchen and the toilet
equals a few hand-throws of nuts
yet when the hissing starts
when the fireworks decorate the night sky
the seven year old becomes
what matters most, to his trembling eyes.
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