Monday, December 13, 2010


Lured into a trap to blame
generic brand of anguish

mixed with random sticks and
stones buried centuries ago

by some child at play deriving
inspiration from game obsessed

with details left here by local
custom put in context far from

inkling of solace spread across
graves of those who perish in

ignorance like some tourist
of the hidden sea and vessel

of luminous sadness scanning
the horizon while missing

wind that shakes whole body
to renew itself each time

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