Saturday, August 7, 2010

Black rocks, broken branches

Poem by Marc Aupiais

Sharp edge- I feel it- as I went.
Burned my hand- as I lean on it!

A vibration passes my head,
I collapsed!

Black rocks! Broken branches-
I look high above-

To where I subtly fell from!

I know I'm in pain-
For I know what hope- love- life: is!

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