Wednesday, August 28, 2013

now, there is this awakening

Wake up, Poets of the Silent Land

i am hot and i need to take the shower
so badly
i am fuming love all over
my body

i need a lot of rain, give me those
cats and dogs, break the zinc over my roof

wake up, all ye poets of the Silent Land

now, there is this awakening

Poetry is also the first medicine.

Laughter is now second.

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