Left Blue

May 24, 2013 at 8:06 pm (Dominic Alapat, Poetry)

by brown-and-cream trains

red BEST buses

I travel in black-and-yellow autorickshaws

taxis

through the neon burning

red green orange fluorescent

pink

and think how much the withered darkness holds…

how the broken stars’ sob stories

keep the golden sand

awake at night

and the sea sniffling…

– Dominic Alapat

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