All Day

August 7, 2011 at 3:45 pm (Dominic Alapat, Poetry)

 

I thought

and turned

into a glass

by evening.

The world

couldn’t get

more mischievous

than this

I thought

and realised

that you didn’t

really get anything

not even sleep

which conjurer

of black airs

broke nothing

into this

I wondered

all night

till I turned

into stone.

 

– Dominic Alapat

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1 Comment

  1. rekha said,

    nice one Dominic…

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