poems written on the fly

Red

In art, bad haiku, bad poetry, literature, poem, poetry, writing on 3 June 2008 at 9:07 am

if my words were colored
like heads and then hands
then sometimes they could be
red machine or red lips
but mostly red silence

EL SEBBO

  1. Cool, I like it. You write bad haiku, I write anti-haiku. I like you already.

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