Rings of Smoke

These poems do not live: it's a sad diagnosis.

missing

Posted on | July 5, 2010 | 1 Comment

patter of rain.
tiny rivulets of murky water streaming on the road.
sickly sweet tea.
bitter cigarette.
hair plastered to face.
exhausted.
something is lacking here.

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One Response to “missing”

  1. Richa
    July 5th, 2010 @ 9:02 pm

    Not something… but someone is missing.. here!

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