Mad Mad

September 28, 2014 at 9:51 am (Dominic Alapat, Poetry)

 irons caves and the sea

blue a thought longing

prolonging into green

birds

when really there is nothing

and time won’t tell

a rotten cucumber

a thing

so a deep breath exhaled

like a prisoner

is all.

– Dominic Alapat

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