Friday, July 29, 2011

chemically unstable

burnt dreams
smell sore
in the throat

they're so acidic
to absorb; one's fingerprints
burn out

pre monsoon rains
stink of the rotting
flushed dreams in gutter

and my feet wet
my shoes - and my breath
pollutes the air

its communicable. believe
many are endangered
most are sufferring

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