Disposable Poetry

poems written on the fly

Day breaks with a bang

sun in my eyes
my words are empty
your shadow moves on my retina
like a love letter
another day breaks
hope emerges
and I feel like
a cigarette
and a glass of rum
doodledy-dum
time to run
and have some fun

EL SEBBO

24 June 2008 - Posted by sdoubinsky | poetry | | No Comments

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