memory
no pain
only the tremblings of hands..
lost crescent
mud in mind
definition of light?
expired mom now an echo.
is it a nipple
this darkness.?
heat of reflections are
education..
braille is soul.
evacuated from sight to blind
prodigal father abandoned me
from own land to slum..
that mirror
which used by; had sights.
with me.
one cool surface.
daily my girl friend have been here
for polishing my mirror.
god
my heart?
Thursday, June 17, 2010
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so strange
so beautiful
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